'Roe' in the Bible

My beloved is like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

Thy two breasts are as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.

Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,