Song of Solomon 2:11-13

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 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.