Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
01. From honey sprang this Plant to life; with honey now we dig
Make us as sweet as honey, for from honey hast thou been pro-
2My tongue hath honey at the tip, and sweetest honey at the root: p. a31
Thou yieldest to my wish and will, and shalt be mine and only
3My coming in is honey-sweet and honey-sweet, my going forth:
My voice and words are sweet: I fain would be like honey in
4Sweeter am I than honey, yet more full of sweets than licorice:
So mayst thou love me as a branch full of all sweets, and only me.
5Around thee have I girt a zone of sugar-cane to banish hate.
That thou mayst be in love with me, my darling never to depart.