Old Testament
Song of Songs
Quis mihi det te fratrem meum, sugentem ubera matris meæ, ut inveniam te foris, et deosculer te, et jam me nemo despiciat?
Who shall give thee to me for my brother, sucking the breasts of my mother, that I may find thee without, and kiss thee, and now no man may despise me?
Qui ad me que da te fratre meo, suge uberes de matre meo, ut inveni te foris, et deoscula te, et jam nemo despice me?
Apprehendam te, et ducam in domum matris meæ: ibi me docebis, et dabo tibi poculum ex vino condito, et mustum malorum granatorum meorum.
I will take hold of thee, and bring thee into my mother's house: there thou shalt teach me, and I will give thee a cup of spiced wine and new wine of my pomegranates.
Apprehendase te, et duc in domo de matre meo: ibi me doce, et da ad te poculo ex vino conde, et musto de malos de granatores meo.
Læva ejus sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexabitur me.
His left hand under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
Laeva de illo sub capite meo, et dextera de illo amplecor me.
Adjuro vos, filiæ Jerusalem, ne suscitetis, neque evigilare faciatis dilectam, donec ipsa velit.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.
Adiura vos, de filia Ierusalem, ne suscita, neque evigila fac dilecto, usque que ipso vol.
Quæ est ista quæ ascendit de deserto, deliciis affluens, innixa super dilectum suum? Sub arbore malo suscitavi te; ibi corrupta est mater tua, ibi violata est genitrix tua.
Who is this that cometh up from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I raised thee up: there thy mother was corrupted, there she was defloured that bore thee.
Que es isto que ascende de deserto, delicias afflue, inniga super dilectus suo? Sub arbore malo suscita te; ibi corrumpe es matre tuo, ibi viola es genitrice tuo.
Pone me ut signaculum super cor tuum, ut signaculum super brachium tuum, quia fortis est ut mors dilectio, dura sicut infernus æmulatio: lampades ejus lampades ignis atque flammarum.
Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames.
Pone me ut signaculo super corde tuo, ut signaculo super brachio tuo, quia forti es ut morte dilectione, duro sicut inferno aemulatione: lampades de illo lampades igni et de flammas.
Aquæ multæ non potuerunt extinguere caritatem, nec flumina obruent illam. Si dederit homo omnem substantiam domus suæ pro dilectione, quasi nihil despiciet eam.
Many waters cannot quench charity, neither can the floods drown it: if a man should give all the substance of his house for love, he shall despise it as nothing.
De aqua multo non pote extingue caritate, nec flumines obrue illa. Si homine da omni substantia de domo suo pro dilectione, quasi nihil despice illa.
Soror nostra parva, et ubera non habet; quid faciemus sorori nostræ in die quando alloquenda est?
Our sister is little, and hath no breasts. What shall we do to our sister in the day when she is to be spoken to?
Sorore nostro minimo, et uberes non habe; quid fac ad sorore nostro in die quando alloquor es?
Si murus est, ædificemus super eum propugnacula argentea; si ostium est, compingamus illud tabulis cedrinis.
If she be a wall: let us build upon it bulwarks of silver: if she be a door, let us join it together with boards of cedar.
Si muro es, aedifica super illo propugnaculos argenteo; si ostio es, compinge illo tabulas cedrinos.
Ego murus, et ubera mea sicut turris, ex quo facta sum coram eo, quasi pacem reperiens.
I am a wall: and my breasts are as a tower since I am become in his presence as one finding peace.
Me muro, et uberes meo sicut turre, ex quo facto es coram eo, quasi pace reperi.
Vinea fuit pacifico in ea quæ habet populos: tradidit eam custodibus; vir affert pro fructu ejus mille argenteos.
The peaceable had a vineyard, in that which hath people: he let out the same to keepers, every man bringeth for the fruit thereof a thousand pieces of silver.
Vinea es pacifica in illa que habe populos: trade illa ad custodes; viro ad-fer pro fructu de illo mile argenteo.
Vinea mea coram me est. Mille tui pacifici, et ducenti his qui custodiunt fructus ejus.
My vineyard is before me. A thousand are for thee, the peaceable, and two hundred for them that keep the fruit thereof.
Vinea meo coram me es. Mile tuo pacificas, et ducenti ad hoc qui custodi fructus de illo.
Quæ habitas in hortis, amici auscultant; fac me audire vocem tuam.
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the friends hearken: make me hear thy voice.
Que habita in hortos, amicos ausculta; fac me audire voce tuo.
Fuge, dilecte mi, et assimilare capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum super montes aromatum.
Flee away, O my beloved, and be like to the roe, and to the young hart upon the mountains of aromatical spices.
Fuge, dilige meo, et assimila capreas, et ad hinnulo de cervos super montes aromate.
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