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14 ¶ O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is beautiful.

15 Hunt the foxes for us, the little foxes, that spoil the vines; for our vines are in blossom.

16 My beloved is mine, and I am his; he feeds among the lilies.

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