Song of Songs 4:6-13

⁶Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

⁷You are all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in you.

⁸Come from Libanus, my bride, come from Libanus: you shall come and pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

⁹My sister, my spouse, you have ravished my heart; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

¹⁰How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more beautiful are your breasts than wine, and the smell of your garments than all spices!

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: