Canticum Canticorum 2
Clementine Vulgate, 1598Translation
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
JPS Tanakh (Jewish Publication Society, 1917)
1[Ego flos campi, et lilium convallium.
1I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.
2Sponsus Sicut lilium inter spinas, sic amica mea inter filias.
2As a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
3Sponsa Sicut malus inter ligna silvarum, sic dilectus meus inter filios. Sub umbra illius quem desideraveram sedi, et fructus ejus dulcis gutturi meo.
3As an apple-tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. Under its shadow I delighted to sit, and its fruit was sweet to my taste.
4Introduxit me in cellam vinariam; ordinavit in me caritatem.
4He hath brought me to the banqueting-house, and his banner over me is love.
5Fulcite me floribus, stipate me malis, quia amore langueo.
5'Stay ye me with dainties, refresh me with apples; for I am love-sick.'
6Læva ejus sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexabitur me.
6Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand embrace me.
7Sponsus Adjuro vos, filiæ Jerusalem, per capreas cervosque camporum, ne suscitetis, neque evigilare faciatis dilectam, quoadusque ipsa velit.
7'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles, and by the hinds of the field, that ye awaken not, nor stir up love, until it please.'
8Sponsa Vox dilecti mei; ecce iste venit, saliens in montibus, transiliens colles.
8Hark! my beloved! behold, he cometh, leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9Similis est dilectus meus capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum. En ipse stat post parietem nostrum, respiciens per fenestras, prospiciens per cancellos.
9My beloved is like a gazelle or a young hart; behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh in through the windows, he peereth through the lattice.
10En dilectus meus loquitur mihi. Sponsus Surge, propera, amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni:
10My beloved spoke, and said unto me: 'Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11jam enim hiems transiit; imber abiit, et recessit.
11For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12Flores apparuerunt in terra nostra; tempus putationis advenit: vox turturis audita est in terra nostra;
12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of singing is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13ficus protulit grossos suos; vineæ florentes dederunt odorem suum. Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni:
13The fig-tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines in blossom give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14columba mea, in foraminibus petræ, in caverna maceriæ, ostende mihi faciem tuam, sonet vox tua in auribus meis: vox enim tua dulcis, et facies tua decora.
14O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.'
15Sponsa Capite nobis vulpes parvulas quæ demoliuntur vineas: nam vinea nostra floruit.
15'Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vineyards; for our vineyards are in blossom.'
16Dilectus meus mihi, et ego illi, qui pascitur inter lilia,
16My beloved is mine, and I am his, that feedeth among the lilies.
17donec aspiret dies, et inclinentur umbræ. Revertere; similis esto, dilecte mi, capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum super montes Bether.]
17Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a gazelle or a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
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