Song of Solomon 7:11-13

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.

¹² Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vineyard flourish, if the flowers be ready to bring forth fruits, if the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my breasts.

¹³ The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.