10 My beloved spake, and said to 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 grapes give a good smell. Arise my love, my fair one, come away. 16a My beloved is mine and I am his.