The Lover to His Beloved:
5:1 I have entered my garden, O my sister, my bride;
I have gathered my myrrh with my balsam spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk!
The Poet to the Couple:
Eat, friends, and drink!
Drink freely, O lovers!
24:13 Eat honey,
and honey from the honeycomb is sweet to your taste.
24:14 Likewise, know
if you find it,
and your hope will not be cut off.