Quote 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.
The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
Read Song of Solomon 2 Terms Along, Arise, Beautiful, Bed, Bloom, Blossom, Blossoming, Darling, Early, Fair, Fig, Figs, Fig-tree, Forms, Forth, Fragrance, Friend, Fruit, Grape, Green, Love, Melloweth, Puts, Putteth, Ripened, Ripeneth, Ripens, Rise, Smell, Spread, Sweet-smelling, Tender, Tree, Vines, Winter, Yea |
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