Song of Songs 4:11-15

¹¹Your lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your garments is as the smell of Libanus.

¹²My sister, my spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed.

¹³Your shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries; camphor, with spikenard:

¹⁴spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all woods of Libanus, myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices:

¹⁵a fountain of a garden, and a well of water springing and gurgling from Libanus.