Song of songs

"My Beloved responds and says to me,
Rise up, my love,
My beauty, and come away;
For now the winter is past;
The rain is over and gone.
Flowers appear on the earth;
The time of singing has come,
And the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the vines are in blossom-- they give forth their fragrance.
Rise up, my love,
My beauty, and come away."

Song of songs 2:10-13