The Arrival of the Beloved

Song of Solomon 2:8-9

It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.

My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.