Canticum Canticorum 1
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1[ Sponsa Osculetur me osculo oris sui; quia meliora sunt ubera tua vino,
1Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine,
2fragrantia unguentis optimis. Oleum effusum nomen tuum; ideo adolescentulæ dilexerunt te.
2Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee.
3Chorus Adolescentularum Trahe me, post te curremus in odorem unguentorum tuorum. Introduxit me rex in cellaria sua; exsultabimus et lætabimur in te, memores uberum tuorum super vinum. Recti diligunt te.
3Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.
4Sponsa Nigra sum, sed formosa, filiæ Jerusalem, sicut tabernacula Cedar, sicut pelles Salomonis.
4I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
5Nolite me considerare quod fusca sim, quia decoloravit me sol. Filii matris meæ pugnaverunt contra me; posuerunt me custodem in vineis: vineam meam non custodivi.
5Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept.
6Indica mihi, quem diligit anima mea, ubi pascas, ubi cubes in meridie, ne vagari incipiam post greges sodalium tuorum.
6Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions.
7Sponsus Si ignoras te, o pulcherrima inter mulieres, egredere, et abi post vestigia gregum, et pasce hædos tuos juxta tabernacula pastorum.
7If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds.
8Equitatui meo in curribus Pharaonis assimilavi te, amica mea.
8To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love.
9Pulchræ sunt genæ tuæ sicut turturis; collum tuum sicut monilia.
9Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels.
10Murenulas aureas faciemus tibi, vermiculatas argento.
10We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver.
11Sponsa Dum esset rex in accubitu suo, nardus mea dedit odorem suum.
11While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
12Fasciculus myrrhæ dilectus meus mihi; inter ubera mea commorabitur.
12A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts.
13Botrus cypri dilectus meus mihi in vineis Engaddi.
13A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.
14Sponsus Ecce tu pulchra es, amica mea ! ecce tu pulchra es ! Oculi tui columbarum.
14Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves.
15Sponsa Ecce tu pulcher es, dilecte mi, et decorus ! Lectulus noster floridus.
15Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing.
16Tigna domorum nostrarum cedrina, laquearia nostra cypressina.]
16The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.
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