Canticum Canticorum 6
1 quo abiit dilectus tuus o pulcherrima mulierum quo declinavit dilectus tuus et quaeremus 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 aromatis 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 Hierusalem 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 quae 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 quae ascenderunt de lavacro omnes gemellis fetibus 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 genae tuae absque occultis tuis
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
8 sexaginta sunt reginae et octoginta concubinae et adulescentularum non est numerus
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number.
9 una est columba mea perfecta mea una est matris suae electa genetrici suae viderunt illam filiae et beatissimam praedicaverunt reginae et concubinae 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 quae est ista quae progreditur quasi aurora consurgens pulchra ut luna electa ut sol terribilis ut 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 ad hortum nucum ut viderem poma convallis ut 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 Sulamiten 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?
