H3293B–יַ֫עַר–ya.ar

And there was honey on the face of the field, and all the people came to the honey, the bees having gone from it;

בַיָּ֑עַר (יָּ֑עַר) i.Ya.'ar “forest”

But not a man put his hand to his mouth for fear of the curse.

הַיַּ֔עַר (יַּ֔עַר) Ya.'ar “forest”

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love.

יַעְרִי֙ (יַעְרִ) ya'.R “honeycomb”