Canticle of Canticles 7

KING JAMES BIBLE	VULGATA
1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.	1 (Sponsa)Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum ? (Chorus)Quam pulchri sunt gressus tui in calceamentis, filia principis ! Juncturæ femorum tuorum sicut monilia quæ fabricata sunt manu artificis.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.	2 Umbilicus tuus crater tornatilis, numquam indigens poculis. Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici vallatus liliis.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.	3 Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli, gemelli capreæ.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.	4 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.
5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.	5 Caput tuum ut Carmelus ; et comæ capitis tui sicut purpura regis vincta canalibus.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!	6 (Sponsus)Quam pulchra es, et quam decora, carissima, in deliciis !
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.	7 Statura tua assimilata est palmæ, et ubera tua botris.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;	8 Dixi : Ascendam in palmam, et apprehendam fructus ejus ; et erunt ubera tua sicut botri vineæ, et odor oris tui sicut malorum.
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.	9 Guttur tuum sicut vinum optimum, dignum dilecto meo ad potandum, labiisque et dentibus illius ad ruminandum.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.	10 (Sponsa)Ego dilecto meo, et ad me conversio ejus.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.	11 Veni, dilecte mi, egrediamur in agrum, commoremur in villis.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.	12 Mane surgamus ad vineas : videamus si floruit vinea, si flores fructus parturiunt, si floruerunt mala punica ; ibi dabo tibi ubera mea.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.	13 Mandragoræ dederunt odorem in portis nostris omnia poma : nova et vetera, dilecte mi, servavi tibi.