I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

I have perfumed my bed. She appeals to every sense. She allures his taste with meats; his eye with the sight of the richly ornamented tapestry and couch; his touch with the softness of the linen; his smell with the perfumes of the bed: all to inflame his passions. Luxury is the soft bed into which Satan throws his dupes when he lulls them in the sleep of death ().

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