strkjv@Songs:2:13 @ The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

strkjv@Songs:2:14 @ 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 comely.

strkjv@Songs:2:15 @ Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

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