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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
Song of Solomon 2:10b–13
{{Text|Latin}}
{{Text|Latin}}
Surge, propera amica mea,<br>
:Surge, propera amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni.
columba mea, formosa mea, et veni.<Br>
:Jam enim hyems transiit, imber abiit et recessit.
Jam enim hyems transiit,<br>
:Flores apparuerunt in terra, tempus putationis advenit.
imber abiit et recessit.<br>
:Vox turturis audita est in terra nostra;
Flores apparuerunt in terra,<br>
:ficus protulit grossos suos; vineae florentes dederunt odorem suum.
tempus putationis advenit.<br>
:Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni.
Vox turturis audita est in terra nostra;<br>
ficus protulit grossos suos;<br>
vineae florentes dederunt odorem suum.<br>
Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni.<br>


{{Translation|English}}
{{Translation|English}}
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:Arise, my love, my dove, my fair one, and come away;
Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come. <br>
:for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone.
For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.<br>
:The flowers appear on the earth; the time of pruning has come,
The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: <br>
:and the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land.
the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:<br>
:The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance.
The fig tree hath put forth her green figs:  the vines in flower yield their sweet smell.
:Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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Song of Solomon 2:10b–13

Latin.png Latin text

Surge, propera amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni.
Jam enim hyems transiit, imber abiit et recessit.
Flores apparuerunt in terra, tempus putationis advenit.
Vox turturis audita est in terra nostra;
ficus protulit grossos suos; vineae florentes dederunt odorem suum.
Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni.

English.png English translation

Arise, my love, my dove, my fair one, and come away;
for now the winter is past, the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of pruning has come,
and the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land.
The fig tree puts forth its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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