Atharva Veda · 34 of 724

HYMN XXXIV

A young man's love-charm 01. From honey sprang this Plant to life; with honey now we dig    thee up.   Make us as sweet as honey, for from honey hast thou been pro-    duced. 2. My tongue hath honey at the tip, and sweetest honey at the root:   Thou yieldest to my wish and will, and shalt be mine and only    mine. 3. My coming in is honey-sweet and honey-sweet, my going forth:   My voice and words are sweet: I fain would be like honey in    my look. 4. Sweeter 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. 5. Around 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.