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13 There are young figs on the fig trees,
    and the blossoms on the vines smell sweet.
Get up, my darling;
    let’s go away, my beautiful one.”

The Man Speaks

14 My beloved is like a dove hiding in the cracks of the rock,
    in the secret places of the cliff.
Show me your face,
    and let me hear your voice.
Your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.
15 Catch the foxes for us—
    the little foxes that ruin the vineyards
    while they are in blossom.

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