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Advance from Lebanon, my spouse, advance from Lebanon, advance. You shall be crowned at the head of Amana, near the summit of Senir and Hermon, by the dens of lions, by the mountains of leopards. (Song of Solomon 4, 8)
You have wounded my heart, my sister, my spouse. You have wounded my heart with one look of your eyes, and with one lock of hair on your neck. (Song of Solomon 4, 9)
How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! Your breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the fragrance of your ointments is above all aromatic oils. (Song of Solomon 4, 10)
Your lips, my spouse, are a dripping honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the fragrance of your garments is like the odor of frankincense. (Song of Solomon 4, 11)
An enclosed garden is my sister, my spouse: an enclosed garden, a sealed fountain. (Song of Solomon 4, 12)
You send forth a paradise of pomegranates along with the fruits of the orchard: Cypress grapes, with aromatic oil; (Song of Solomon 4, 13)
Groom to Bride: I have arrived in my garden, O my sister, my spouse. I have harvested my myrrh, with my aromatic oils. I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey. I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, O most beloved. (Song of Solomon 5, 2)
Bride: I have taken off my tunic; how shall I be clothed in it? I have washed my feet; how shall I spoil them? (Song of Solomon 5, 5)
I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved. But he had turned aside and had gone away. My soul melted when he spoke. I sought him, and did not find him. I called, and he did not answer me. (Song of Solomon 5, 8)
Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness. (Song of Solomon 6, 6)
Bride: I descended to the garden of nuts, in order to see the fruits of the steep valleys, and to examine whether the vineyard had flourished and the pomegranates had produced buds. (Song of Solomon 6, 10)
Your neck is like a tower of ivory. Your eyes like the fish ponds at Heshbon, which are at the entrance to the daughter of the multitude. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks out toward Damascus. (Song of Solomon 7, 5)
