T he fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fertile valley, shall be like the first-ripe fig before the summer; which someone picks and eats as soon as he sees it.
A, ko te puawai memenge o tona ataahua whakakororia, kei te wahi nei ki runga o te awaawa momona, ka rite ki te hua matamua o te piki i te mea kahore ano te raumati; a, ka kite te mea i titiro atu, ka horomia e ia i te mea kei tona ringa ano.
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