Song of Solomon 2:10-11; Song of Solomon 2:13; Song of Solomon 4:6; Song of Solomon 6:1; Song of Solomon 7:9; Song of Solomon 7:11
My beloved spake , and said unto me, Rise up , my love, my fair one, and come away .
For, lo, the winter is past , the rain is over and gone ;
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 .
Until the day break , and the shadows flee away , I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Whither is thy beloved gone , O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside ? that we may seek him with thee.
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak .
Come , my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.