^{11 Ref} For, see, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

^{12 Ref} The flowers are come on the earth; the time of cutting the vines is come, and the voice of the dove is sounding in our land;

^{13 Ref} The fig-tree puts out her green fruit and the vines with their young fruit give a good smell. Get up from your bed, my beautiful one, and come away.