Song of Solomon 2:8-13

Authorized (King James) Version

⁸ The voice of my beloved!
behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.
⁹ My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:
behold, he standeth behind our wall,
he looketh forth at the windows,
shewing himself through the lattice.
¹⁰ My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
¹¹ For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
¹² the flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
¹³ the fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.