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12     in the countryside the flowers are in bloom.
This is the time for singing;
    the song of doves is heard in the fields.
13 Figs are beginning to ripen;
    the air is fragrant with blossoming vines.
Come then, my love;
    my darling, come with me.
14 You are like a dove that hides
    in the crevice of a rock.
Let me see your lovely face
    and hear your enchanting voice.

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