More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.

My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips:

Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food.

Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.

For wisdom is better than rubies; and all the things that may be desired are not to be compared to it.

My son, eat thou honey, because it is good; and the honeycomb, which is sweet to thy taste:

So shall the knowledge of wisdom be unto thy soul: when thou hast found it, then there shall be a reward, and thy expectation shall not be cut off.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.