Song of Solomon 7
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)Translation
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
1What shalt thou see in the Sulamitess but the companies of camps? How beautiful are thy steps in shoes, O prince’s daughter! The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, that are made by the hand of a skillful workman.
1Ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε ἡ Σουναμίτις· ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε, καὶ ὀφόμεθα ἐν σοί. Τί ὄψεσθε ἐν τῇ Σουναμίτιδι; ἡ ἐρχομένη ὡς χοροὶ τῶν παρεμβολῶν.
2Thy navel is like a round bowl never wanting cups. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.
2Ὡραιώθησαν διαβήματά σου ἐν ὑποδήμασί σου, θύγατερ ναδάβ· ῥυθμοὶ μηρῶν ὅμοιοι ὁρμίσκοις, ἔργον τεχνίτου.
3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
3Ὀμφαλός σου κρατὴρ τορευτὸς, μὴ ὑστερούμενος κράμα· κοιλία σου θημωνία σίτου πεφραγμένη ἐν κρίνοις.
4Thy neck as a tower of ivory. Thy eyes like the fishpools in Hesebon, which are in the gate of the daughter of the multitude. Thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, that looketh toward Damascus.
4Δύο μαστοί σου, ὡς δύο νεβροὶ δίδυμοι δορκάδος.
5Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels.
5Ὁ τράχηλός σου ὡς πύργος ἐλεφάντινος· οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ὡς λίμναι ἐν Ἐσεβὼν, ἐν πύλαις θυγατρὸς πολλῶν· μυκτήρ σου, ὡς πύργος τοῦ Λιβάνου σκοπεύων πρόσωπον Δαμασκοῦ.
6How beautiful art thou, and how comely, my dearest, in delights!
6Κεφαλή σου ἐπὶ σὲ ὡς Κάρμηλος, καὶ πλόκιον κεφαλῆς σου ὡς πορφύρα· βασιλεὺς δεδεμένος ἐν παραδρομαῖς.
7Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7Τί ὡραιώθης, καὶ τί ἡδύνθης ἀγάπη;
8I said: I will go up into the palm tree, and will take hold of the fruit thereof: and thy breasts shall be as the clusters of the vine: and the odour of thy mouth like apples.
8ἐν τρυφαῖς σου τοῦτο μέγεθός σου· ὡμοιώθης τῷ φοίνικι, καὶ οἱ μαστοί σου τοῖς βότρυσιν.
9Thy throat like the best wine, worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and his teeth to ruminate.
9Εἶπα, ἀναβήσομαι ἐπὶ τῷ φοίνικι, κρατήσω τῶν ὕψεων αὐτοῦ· καὶ ἔσονται δὴ μαστοί σου ὡς βότρυες τῆς ἀμπέλου, καὶ ὀσμὴ ῥινός σου ὡς μῆλα,
10I to my beloved, and his turning is towards me.
10καὶ ὁ λάρυγξ σου ὡς οἶνος ὁ ἀγαθὸς, πορευόμενος τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου εἰς εὐθύτητα, ἱκανούμενος χείλεσί μου καὶ ὀδοῦσιν.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.
11Ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, καὶ ἐπʼ ἐμὲ ἡ ἐπιστροφὴ αὐτοῦ.
12Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vineyard flourish, if the flowers be ready to bring forth fruits, if the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my breasts.
12Ἐλθὲ ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐξέλθωμεν εἰς ἀγρὸν, αὐλισθῶμεν ἐν κώμαις.
13The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.
13Ὀρθρίσωμεν εἰς ἀμπελῶνας· ἴδωμεν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος, ἤνθησεν ὁ κυπρισμὸς, ἤνθησν αἱ ῥοαί· ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.
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14Οἱ μανδραγόραι ἔδωκαν ὀσμήν· καὶ ἐπὶ θύραις ἡμῶν πάντα ἀκρόδρυα νέα πρὸς παλαιὰ, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐτήρησά σοι.
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