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My lover spoke and said to me, Arise my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See!

The winter is past; the rains are over and gone.

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come. The cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.

—Song of Solomon 2:10–13