13. 'The fig tree has ripened its figs, And the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, And come along!'"
14. "O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely."
15. "Catch the foxes for us, The little foxes that are ruining the vineyards, While our vineyards are in blossom."
16. "My beloved is mine, and I am his; He pastures his flock among the lilies.
17. "Until the cool of the day when the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be like a gazelle Or a young stag on the mountains of Bether."