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12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me:
thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand,
and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.

13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens,
the companions hearken to thy voice:
cause me to hear it.

14 Make haste, my beloved,
and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart
upon the mountains of spices.

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