My son,eathoney,for it is good,Yes, the honeyfrom the combis sweetto your taste;
Howsweetare Your wordsto my taste![Yes, sweeter] thanhoneyto my mouth!
They are moredesirablethangold,yes, thanmuchfinegold;Sweeteralso thanhoneyand the drippingsof the honeycomb.
Pleasantwordsare a honeycomb,Sweetto the souland healingto the bones.
Have you foundhoney?Eat[only] whatyou need,That you not haveit in excessand vomitit.
It is not goodto eatmuchhoney,Noris it gloryto searchout one's own glory.
A satedmanloatheshoney,But to a famishedmananybitterthingis sweet.
"Your lips,[my] bride,driphoney;Honeyand milkare underyour tongue,And the fragranceof your garmentsis like the fragranceof Lebanon.
"I have comeinto my garden,my sister,[my] bride;I have gatheredmy myrrhalongwith my balsam.I have eatenmy honeycomband my honey;I have drunkmy wineand my milk.Eat,friends;Drinkand imbibedeeply,O lovers."
"He will eatcurdsand honeyat the time He knows[enough] to refuseeviland choosegood.
NowJohnhimselfhada garmentof camel'shairand a leatherbeltaroundhis waist;and his foodwas locustsand wildhoney.
So he scrapedthe honey into his handsand wenton, eatingas he went.When he cameto his fatherand mother,he gave[some] to them and they ate[it]; but he did not tellthem that he had scrapedthe honeyout of the bodyof the lion.
But Jonathanhad not heardwhen his fatherputthe peopleunderoath;therefore, he putout the endof the staffthat [was] in his handand dippedit in the honeycomb,and puthis handto his mouth,and his eyesbrightened.
