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 birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

The fig tree puts forth her green figs and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

— The Holy Bible, Song of Solomon, Chapter 2, verses 11-13