I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Y’all eat, friends! Y’all drink and be drunk with love!
He took it into his hands, and went on, eating as he went. He came to his father and mother and gave to them, and they ate, but he didn’t tell them that he had taken the honey out of the lion’s body.
But Jonathan didn’t hear when his father commanded the people with the oath, so he reached out the end of the rod in his hand and dipped it in the honeycomb. Then he put his hand to his mouth, and his eyes brightened.