Canticle of Canticles 8

KING JAMES BIBLE	NOVA VULGATA
1 O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.	1 Quis mihi det te fratrem meum, sugentem ubera matris meae, ut inveniam te foris et deosculer te, et iam me nemo despiciat?
2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.	2 Apprehenderem te et ducerem in domum matris meae; ibi me doceres, et darem tibi poculum ex vino condito et mustum malorum granatorum meorum.
3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.	3 Laeva eius sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexatur me.
4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.	4 Adiuro vos, filiae Ierusalem, ne suscitetis neque evigilare faciatis dilectam, donec ipsa velit.
5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.	5 Quae est ista, quae ascendit de deserto innixa super dilectum suum? Sub arbore malo suscitavi te; ibi parturivit te mater tua, ibi parturivit te genetrix tua.
6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.	6 Pone me ut signaculum super cor tuum, ut signaculum super brachium tuum, quia fortis est ut mors dilectio, dura sicut infernus aemulatio; lampades eius lampades ignis atque flammae divinae.
7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.	7 Aquae multae non potuerunt exstinguere caritatem, nec flumina obruent illam; si dederit homo omnem substantiam domus suae pro dilectione, quasi nihil despicient eum.
8 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?	8 Soror nostra parva et ubera non habet; quid faciemus sorori nostrae in die, quando alloquenda est?
9 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.	9 Si murus est, aedificemus super eum propugnacula argentea; si ostium est, compingamus illud tabulis cedrinis.
10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.	10 Ego murus, et ubera mea sicut turris; ex quo facta sum coram eo quasi pacem reperiens.
11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.	11 Vinea fuit Salomoni in Baalhamon. Tradidit eam custodibus; vir affert pro fructu eius mille argenteos.
12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.	12 Vinea mea coram me est; mille tibi, Salomon, et ducenti his, qui custodiunt fructus eius.
13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.	13 Quae habitas in hortis, amici auscultant, fac me audire vocem tuam.
14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.	14 Fuge, dilecte mi, et assimilare capreae hinnuloque cervorum super montes aromatum.