Song of Songs 2:8-15 - Rendezvous In The Countryside

⁸ The Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! My lover is approaching! Look! Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills! ⁹ My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice. ¹⁰ The Lover to His Beloved: My lover spoke to me, saying: "Arise, my darling; My beautiful one, come away with me! ¹¹ Look! The winter has passed, the winter rains are over and gone. ¹² The pomegranates have appeared in the land, the time for pruning and singing has come; the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. ¹³ The fig tree has budded, the vines have blossomed and give off their fragrance. Arise, come away my darling; my beautiful one, come away with me!"

¹⁴ The Lover to His Beloved: O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

¹⁵ The Beloved to Her Lover: Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes, that ruin the vineyards -- for our vineyard is in bloom.

¹¹ The Beloved to Her Lover: Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages. ¹² Let us rise early to go to the vineyards, to see if the vines have budded, to see if their blossoms have opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom -- there I will give you my love. ¹³ The mandrakes send out their fragrance; over our door is every delicacy, both new and old, which I have stored up for you, my lover.