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“Come then, my Beloved, my lovely one, come.  For see, winter is past.  The rains are over and gone.  Flowers are appearing on the earth.  The season of glad songs has come.  The fig tree is forming its first figs and the blossoming vines give out their fragrance.  Come then, my Beloved, my lovely one, come” (Song of Songs 2:10-13).