2 “I am asleep, but my heart is awake.+ There is the sound of my dear one knocking!”+
“Open to me,+ O my sister, my girl companion, my dove, my blameless+ one! For my head is filled with dew, the locks of my hair with the drops of the night.”+
28 “‘Leave the cities and reside on the crag,+YOU inhabitants of Moʹab, and become like the dove that makes its nest in the regions of the mouth of the hollow.’”+