Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.
How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!
And, lo, thou art unto them as a very lovely song of one that hath a pleasant voice, and can play well on an instrument: for they hear thy words, but they do them not.
The morsel which thou hast eaten shalt thou vomit up, and lose thy sweet words.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.