A dripping honeycomb was the virgin Ursula
Milk and honey under her tongue
Like a fruit ladden garden and splendour of flowers
She gathered a throng of virgins around her
Therefore rejoice, daughters, in the noblest dawn
A personal selection of Hildegarde von Bingen's Favus distillans, from 11000 Virgins: Chants for the Feast of Saint Ursula.