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"Like an appletree among the trees of the forest, So is my belovedamong the youngmen. In his shade I took great delight and satdown, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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"My beloved is like a gazelleor a youngstag. Behold, he is standingbehind our wall, He is lookingthrough the windows, He is peeringthrough the lattice.
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'For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone.
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'The flowers have already appeared in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the vines, And the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
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'The figtree has ripened its figs, And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautifulone, And come along!' "
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"O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secretplace of the steeppathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely."