Song of Solomon 2:12

¹⁰  My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

¹¹  For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

¹²  The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

¹³  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.

¹⁴  O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.