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Song of Solomon 7
Clementine Vulgate · Berean Standard Bible
Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum ? Quam pulchri sunt gressus tui in calceamentis, filia principis ! Juncturæ femorum tuorum sicut monilia quæ fabricata sunt manu artificis.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
Umbilicus tuus crater tornatilis, numquam indigens poculis. Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici vallatus liliis.
Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli, gemelli capreæ.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
Collum tuum sicut turris eburnea ; oculi tui sicut piscinæ in Hesebon quæ sunt in porta filiæ multitudinis. Nasus tuus sicut turris Libani, quæ respicit contra Damascum.
Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
Caput tuum ut Carmelus ; et comæ capitis tui sicut purpura regis vincta canalibus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
Quam pulchra es, et quam decora, carissima, in deliciis !
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
Statura tua assimilata est palmæ, et ubera tua botris.
Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
Dixi : Ascendam in palmam, et apprehendam fructus ejus ; et erunt ubera tua sicut botri vineæ, et odor oris tui sicut malorum.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
Guttur tuum sicut vinum optimum, dignum dilecto meo ad potandum, labiisque et dentibus illius ad ruminandum.
and your mouth (note: Hebrew palate) like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth (note: LXX, Syriac, and Vulgate; Hebrew gliding gently over lips as we sleep).
Veni, dilecte mi, egrediamur in agrum, commoremur in villis.
Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers (note: Or among the henna blossoms or in the villages).
Mane surgamus ad vineas : videamus si floruit vinea, si flores fructus parturiunt, si floruerunt mala punica ; ibi dabo tibi ubera mea.
Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom—there I will give you my love.
Mandragoræ dederunt odorem in portis nostris omnia poma : nova et vetera, dilecte mi, servavi tibi.
The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.