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...come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines, with the tender grape, give a good fmell. Arife, my love, my fair one, and come away. SoLoMON'S Song, TEMORA : • TEMORA AN EPIC POEM*. HE blue waves of Ullin roll...

...and the voice of the turtle is heard " in our land; the fig-tree putteth forth her " green figs, and the vines with the tender " grape give a good fmell : Arife, my Love, " my fair one, and come away." The truth is, that a mixture of fhorter with longer words may be neceffary to...

...come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good fmell. Arife, my love, my fair Ctte, and come away. O my dove, &c. &c." The exterior of this pleafing paffton is ftrongly charactenftic...

...come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; the fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good fmell. Arife, My love, My fair one, and come away.3 Come, rejoice with Me and My Angels, of whofe community thou art now a member....

...come, and the Voice of the Turtle is heard in our Land. The Fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the Vines with the tender grape give a good fmell. Arife, my love, my fair one, and come away. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the Field; let us get up early to the Vineyards,...

...come, and the Voice of the Turtle is heard in our Land. The Fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the Vines with the tender grape give a good fmell. Arife, my love, my fair one, and come away. Come, my beloved,, let us go forth into the Field; let us get up early to the Vineyards,...