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11 For lo, the winter hath passed by, The rain hath passed away -- it hath gone. 12 The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land, 13 The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away. Song of Solomon 2:11-13, Young's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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