Canticum Canticorum 6
1 Quo abiit dilectus tuus o pulcherrima mulierum? quo declinavit dilectus tuus, et quæremus eum tecum?
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?
2 Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum, ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi, qui pascitur inter lilia.
I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
4 Pulchra es amica mea, suavis, et decora sicut Ierusalem: terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata.
Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.
5 Averte oculos tuos a me, quia ipsi me avolare fecerunt. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum, quæ apparuerunt de Galaad.
Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Dentes tui sicut grex ovium, quæ ascenderunt de lavacro, omnes gemellis fœtibus, et sterilis non est in eis.
Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
7 Sicut cortex mali punici, sic genæ tuæ absque occultis tuis.
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
8 Sexaginta sunt reginæ, et octoginta concubinæ, et adolescentularum non est numerus.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
9 Una est columba mea, perfecta mea, una est matris suæ, electa genitrici suæ. Viderunt eam filiæ, et beatissimam prædicaverunt: reginæ et concubinæ, et laudaverunt eam.
My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10 Quæ est ista, quæ progreditur quasi aurora consurgens, pulchra ut luna, electa ut sol, terribilis ut castrorum acies ordinata?
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?
11 Descendi in hortum nucum, ut viderem poma convallium, et inspicerem si floruisset vinea, et germinassent mala punica.
I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.
12 Nescivi: anima mea conturbavit me propter quadrigas Aminadab.
Before I was aware, my soul set me [Among] the chariots of my princely people.
13 Revertere, revertere Sulamitis: revertere revertere, ut intueamur te. Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum?
Return, return, O Shulammite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. Why will ye look upon the Shulammite, As upon the dance of Mahanaim?
