Song of Solomon 2:9-13

⁹My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart. Behold, he standeth behind our wall, He looketh in through the windows, Glancing through the lattice.

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

¹¹For behold, the winter is past, The rain is over, it is gone:

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

¹³The fig-tree melloweth her winter figs, And the vines in bloom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away!