I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

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Richard Challoner

AD 1781

Let my beloved come into his garden: Garden, mystically the church of Christ, abounding with fruit, that is, the good works of the elect.

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