Song of Solomon 4:13

Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of you...

A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.

spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with ...

a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved