Song of Songs 4:10-16

10How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices! 11Thy lips, [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. 12A garden enclosed is my sister, [my] spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed. 13Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants; 14Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: 15A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon. 16Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.