Rotherham(i)
10 Responded my beloved, and said to me,––Rise up! my fair––my beautiful––one, and come away,
11 For lo, the winter, is past,––the rain, is over, [and] gone;
12 The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring–song, hath come,––and, the voice of the turtle, is heard in our land;
13 The fig–tree, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines––all blossom, yield fragrance,––Rise up! my fair––my beautiful––one, and come away!