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13 The fig tree puts forth its green figs,
    and the vines their blossoms;
and they give forth fragrance.
    Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.

14 O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in the secret places of the cliffs,
let me see your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.
15 Catch the foxes for us,
    the little foxes
that spoil the vineyards,
    for our vineyards are in blossom.”

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