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12 My vineyard, my very own, is before me;
    you, O Solomon, may have the thousand,
    and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.

The Man

13 O you who dwell in the gardens,
    my companions listen for your voice;
    let me hear it!

The Woman

14 Make haste, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle or a young stag
    on the mountains of spices!

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