Song of Solomon 2:13-15

New Revised Standard Version, Anglicised

¹³ The fig tree puts forth its figs,
    and the vines are in blossom;
    they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
    and come away.
¹⁴ O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
    in the covert of the cliff,
let me see your face,
    let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
    and your face is lovely.
¹⁵ Catch us the foxes,
    the little foxes,
that ruin the vineyards—
    for our vineyards are in blossom.’