Faith, Folklore, and Friends

My beloved spake, and said unto me,  Rise up, my love, my fair one, and  come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is  over and gone;  The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of  birds is come, and the voice of the  turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green  figs,  and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my  love, my fair one, and come away. ~Song of Solomon 2:10-13