Come now, my love, my lovely one come,
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle dove is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Come now my love, my fair one, and come away.
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