← Song of Solomon

• A. 10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

• B. 11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

• C. 12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.