Song of Solomon 2:14-16

American Standard Version

¹⁴O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,
In the covert of the steep place,
Let me see thy countenance,
Let me hear thy voice;
For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

¹⁵Take us the foxes, the little foxes,
That spoil the vineyards;
For our vineyards are in blossom.
¹⁶My beloved is mine, and I am his:
He feedeth his flock among the lilies.