< Canticum Canticorum 8 >
1 quis mihi det te fratrem meum sugentem ubera matris meae ut inveniam te foris et deosculer et iam me nemo despiciat
Oh that thou wert as my brother, That sucked the breasts of my mother! Should I find thee without, I would kiss thee; And they would not despise me.
2 adprehendam te et ducam in domum matris meae ibi me docebis et dabo tibi poculum ex vino condito et mustum malorum granatorum meorum
I would lead thee, bring thee into my mother's house; Thou wouldest instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate.
3 leva eius sub capite meo et dextera illius amplexabitur me
His left hand would be under my head, And his right hand embrace me.
4 adiuro vos filiae Hierusalem ne suscitetis et evigilare faciatis dilectam donec ipsa velit
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, ...Why should ye stir up, why awake [my] love, till he please?
5 quae est ista quae ascendit de deserto deliciis affluens et nixa super dilectum suum sub arbore malo suscitavi te ibi corrupta est mater tua ibi violata est genetrix tua
Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? I awoke thee under the apple-tree: There thy mother brought thee forth; There she brought thee forth [that] bore thee.
6 pone me ut signaculum super cor tuum ut signaculum super brachium tuum quia fortis est ut mors dilectio dura sicut inferus aemulatio lampades eius lampades ignis atque flammarum (Sheol )
Set me as a seal upon thy heart, As a seal upon thine arm: For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as Sheol: The flashes thereof are flashes of fire, Flames of Jah. (Sheol )
7 aquae multae non poterunt extinguere caritatem nec flumina obruent illam si dederit homo omnem substantiam domus suae pro dilectione quasi nihil despicient eum
Many waters cannot quench love, Neither do the floods drown it: Even if a man gave all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
8 soror nostra parva et ubera non habet quid faciemus sorori nostrae in die quando adloquenda est
We have a little sister, And she hath no breasts: What shall we do for our sister In the day when she shall be spoken for? —
9 si murus est aedificemus super eum propugnacula argentea si ostium est conpingamus illud tabulis cedrinis
If she be a wall, We will build upon her a turret of silver; And if she be a door, We will enclose her with boards of cedar.
10 ego murus et ubera mea sicut turris ex quo facta sum coram eo quasi pacem repperiens
I am a wall, and my breasts like towers; Then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
11 vinea fuit Pacifico in ea quae habet populos tradidit eam custodibus vir adfert pro fructu eius mille argenteos
Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon: He let out the vineyard unto keepers; Every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand silver-pieces.
12 vinea mea coram me est mille tui Pacifice et ducenti his qui custodiunt fructus eius
My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: The thousand [silver-pieces] be to thee, Solomon; And to the keepers of its fruit, two hundred.
13 quae habitas in hortis amici auscultant fac me audire vocem tuam
Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken to thy voice: Let me hear [it].
14 fuge dilecte mi et adsimilare capreae hinuloque cervorum super montes aromatum
Haste, my beloved, And be thou like a gazelle or a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.