10 Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.
11 Lo, my beloved speaks to me:
12 Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.
13 For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.
14 The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.
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