Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves.
I have perfumed my bed With myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
For the man is not at home; He is gone a long journey:
Thou shalt not commit adultery.
and a man lie with her carnally, and it be hid from the eyes of her husband, and be kept close, and she be defiled, and there be no witness against her, and she be not taken in the act;
Stolen waters are sweet, And bread eaten in secret is pleasant.