Song of Solomon 2:7-15

⁷'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'

⁸Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

⁹My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.

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

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

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

¹³The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

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

¹⁵'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'