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My Beloved answered and said to me, Arouse yourself, My love, My beautiful one, and come away.

For, behold, the winter has passed, the rain has passed, it goes to itself.

The flowers are seen on the earth; the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

The fig tree spices her unripe figs, and the vines give a fragrance by the blossom. Arise, My love; come, My beautiful one, and come yourself.