This ode to spring and to love is almost always used at Passover. It is part of the most ancient of Passover liturgy. The language dances, like the lover, over the mountains. Imagine a human leaping upon mountains. Imagine a human like a gazelle or a young stag. I saw two men just yesterday on Broadway. I was about to pass out from the heat — they were racing each other to the hot dog stand. I couldn't decide if I was happy or not and finally decided to choose happiness. What joy to see young men leaping in 100-degree heat, like gazelles. Broadway can be as formidable as any mountain. There was joy in their dance down the street.

The next part of the passage, after the gazelles leap, is that the gazelles stop at the window and stare in through the lattice. The image is so descriptive and …