Canticle of Canticles 2
Versetti esaminati
| Douai-Rheims | Bibbia Vulgata Clementina |
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| 1 I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys. | 1 Ego flos campi, et lilium convallium. |
| 2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. | 2 (Sponsus)Sicut lilium inter spinas, sic amica mea inter filias. |
| 3 As the apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow, whom I desired: and his fruit was sweet to my palate. | 3 (Sponsa)Sicut malus inter ligna silvarum, sic dilectus meus inter filios. Sub umbra illius quem desideraveram sedi, et fructus ejus dulcis gutturi meo. |
| 4 He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me. | 4 Introduxit me in cellam vinariam ; ordinavit in me caritatem. |
| 5 Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love. | 5 Fulcite me floribus, stipate me malis, quia amore langueo. |
| 6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me. | 6 Læva ejus sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexabitur me. |
| 7 I adjure you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and the harts of the, fields, that you stir not up, nor make the beloved to awake, till she please. | 7 (Sponsus)Adjuro vos, filiæ Jerusalem, per capreas cervosque camporum, ne suscitetis, neque evigilare faciatis dilectam, quoadusque ipsa velit. |
| 8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. | 8 (Sponsa)Vox dilecti mei ; ecce iste venit, saliens in montibus, transiliens colles. |
| 9 My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices. | 9 Similis est dilectus meus capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum. En ipse stat post parietem nostrum, respiciens per fenestras, prospiciens per cancellos. |
| 10 Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come. | 10 En dilectus meus loquitur mihi. (Sponsus)Surge, propera, amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni : |
| 11 For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone. | 11 jam enim hiems transiit ; imber abiit, et recessit. |
| 12 The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land: | 12 Flores apparuerunt in terra nostra ; tempus putationis advenit : vox turturis audita est in terra nostra ; |
| 13 The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come: | 13 ficus protulit grossos suos ; vineæ florentes dederunt odorem suum. Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni : |
| 14 My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollow places of the wall, shew me thy face, let thy voice sound in my ears: for thy voice is sweet, and thy face comely. | 14 columba 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. |
| 15 Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished. | 15 (Sponsa)Capite nobis vulpes parvulas quæ demoliuntur vineas : nam vinea nostra floruit. |
| 16 My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies, | 16 Dilectus meus mihi, et ego illi, qui pascitur inter lilia, |
| 17 Till the day break, and the shadows retire. Return: be like, my beloved, to a roe, or to a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. | 17 donec aspiret dies, et inclinentur umbræ. Revertere ; similis esto, dilecte mi, capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum super montes Bether. |