You1s lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under youi tongue; and the smell of youi garments [is] like the smell of L’vanon [Whiteness].
And I find more bitter than death the woman, whose heart [is] snares and nets, [and] her hands [as] bands: whoso pleases God-Elōhīm (The Living Word) [The Many Powered] shall escape from her; but the sinner shall be taken by her.