(they are the two olive-trees and the two lampstands which stand before the Lord of the earth):

For if you have been cut from an olive which is naturally wild, and grafted, contrary to nature, upon a garden olive, how much more will the natural branches be grafted into their proper olive?

Supposing some of the branches have been broken off, while you have been grafted in like a shoot of wild olive to share the rich growth of the olive-stem,

When he was near Bethphage and Bethany at the hill called the Olive-Orchard, he despatched two of his disciples,

By day he taught in the temple, but at night he went outside the city and passed the night on the hill called the Olive-Orchard.

Then they made their way back to Jerusalem from the hill called 'The Olive-Orchard'; it is close to Jerusalem, only a sabbath day's journey from it.

Can a fig tree, my brothers, bear olives? Or a vine, figs? No more can salt water yield fresh.

with cinnamon, balsam, spices, myrrh, frankincense, wines, olive-oil, fine flour and wheat, with cattle, sheep, horses, carriages, slaves, and the souls of men.

Either make the tree good and its fruit good, or make the tree rotten and its fruit rotten; for the tree is known by its fruit.

and noticing a fig tree by the roadside he went up to it, but found nothing on it except leaves. He said to it, "May no fruit ever come from you after this!" And instantly the fig tree withered up.

No sound tree bears rotten fruit, nor again does a rotten tree bear sound fruit:

every good tree bears sound fruit, but a rotten tree bears bad fruit;

a good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a rotten tree cannot bear sound fruit.

The axe is lying all ready at the root of the trees; any tree that is not producing good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire."

And he told them a parable. "Look at the fig tree and indeed all the trees;

The axe is lying all ready at the root of the trees; any tree that is not producing good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.

and noticing a fig tree in leaf some distance away he went to see if he could find anything on it; but when he reached it he found nothing but leaves, for it was not the time for figs.

Now as they passed in the morning they noticed the fig tree had withered to the root.

Then Peter remembered. "Rabbi," he said, "there is the fig tree you cursed, all withered!"

Let the fig tree teach you a parable. As soon as its branches turn soft and put out leaves, you know summer is at hand;