Song of Songs 7:11-13 (7:12) Come, my friend, let us go forth into the field; let us spend the night in the villages;

Leeser⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹¹ ^(7:12) Come, my friend, let us go forth into the field; let us spend the night in the villages; ¹² ^(7:13) Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine have blossomed, whether the young grape have opened to the view, whether the pomegranates have budded: there will I give my caresses unto thee. ¹³ ^(7:14) The mandrakes give forth their smell, and at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and also old: O my friend, these have I laid up for thee.