Song of Songs 2:10-12

¹⁰Lo! my darling speaketh to me, My love, my culver, my fair spousess, rise thou, haste thou, and come thou; (Behold! my darling speaketh to me, and saith, My love, my dove, my beautiful (spousess), rise thou up, hasten thou, and come thou away;)

¹¹for winter is passed now, rain is gone, and is departed away. (for the winter is now passed, the rains have gone away, yea, they have departed at last.)

¹²Flowers have appeared in our land, and the time of cutting is come; the voice of a turtle is heard in our land (or the song of a turtledove is heard in our land),