CAB(i) 9 My sister, my spouse, you have ravished my heart; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck. 10 How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! How much more beautiful are your breasts than wine, and the smell of your garments than all spices! 11 Your lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your garments is as the smell of Lebanon. 12 My sister, my spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed.