Song of Solomon 6
1 [DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM] Whither hath thy beloved, gone, thou most beautiful among women? whither hath thy beloved turned him aside? That we may seek him with thee.
Quo abiit dilectus tuus o pulcherrima mulierum? quo declinavit dilectus tuus, et quaeremus eum tecum?
2 [SHE] My beloved, is gone down to his garden, to the beds of balsam, —to pasture in the gardens, and to gather lilies,
Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
3 I, am, my beloved’s, and, my beloved, is mine, he that pastureth among lilies.
Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
4 [HE] Beautiful, art thou, my fair one, as Tirzah, comely, as Jerusalem, —majestic as bannered hosts!
Pulchra es amica mea, suavis, et decora sicut Ierusalem: terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for, they, have excited me, —Thy hair, is like a flock of goats, that are reclining on the sides of Mount Gilead:
Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum, quae apparuerunt de Galaad.
6 Thy teeth, are like a flock of sheep which have come up from the washing-place, —whereof, all of them, are twin-bearers, and bereaved, is there none among them:
Dentes tui sicut grex ovium, quae ascenderunt de lavacro, omnes gemellis foetibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
7 Like a slice of pomegranate, are thy temples, from behind thy veil:
Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genae tuae absque occultis tuis.
8 Threescore, are the queens, and, fourscore, are the concubines, —and, virgins, there are, without number.
Sexaginta sunt reginae, et octoginta concubinae, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
9 One alone, is my dove, my perfect one, one alone, was she to her mother, Pure, was she to her that bare her, —The daughters, have seen her, and pronounced her happy, Queens and concubines, and they have praised her.
Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suae, electa genetrici suae. Viderunt eam filiae, et beatissimam praedicaverunt: reginae et concubinae, et laudaverunt eam.
10 [THEY] Who is this, that looketh forth like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, pure as the sun, majestic as bannered hosts?
Quae est ista, quae progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata?
11 [HE] To the garden of nuts, I went down, to look at the fresh shoots of the ravine, —to see whether: had burst forth the vine, had blossomed the pomegranate: —
Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
12 I know not [how it was], my soul, set for me the chariots of my willing people!
Nescivi: anima mea conturbavit me propter quadrigas Aminadab.
13 [THEY] Return, return, O Shulamite, Return, return, that we may look on thee! [SHE] What would ye look on in the Shulamite? [THEY] As it were the dance of a double camp…
Revertere, revertere Sunamitis: revertere revertere, ut intueamur te. Quid videbis in Sunamite, nisi choros castrorum?
