9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;you have ravished my heartwith one glance of your eyes,with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How fair is your love, my sister, my bride!How much better than wine is your love,and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11 Your lips drip honey, my bride;honey and milk are under your tongue;and the fragrance of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
12 A garden locked is my sister, my bride,a fountain sealed.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranateswith all choicest fruits,henna with nard,
14 nard and saffron,calamus and cinnamon,with all trees of frankincense,myrrh and aloes,with all the chief spices—
15 a garden fountain,a well of living water,and flowing streams from Lebanon.