Song of Songs 2:11-13

¹¹Look, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.

¹²The flowers have appeared in the land; the time for pruning and the singing of birds has come, and the sound of the doves is heard in our land.

¹³The fig tree ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give off their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.