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 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
The figtree 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.
