Canticle of Canticles 4

NEW JERUSALEM	NOVA VULGATA
1 LOVER: How beautiful you are, my beloved, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are doves, behind yourveil; your hair is like a flock of goats surging down Mount Gilead.	1 Quam pulchra es, amica mea, quam pulchra es: oculi tui columbarum per velamen tuum. Capilli tui sicut grex caprarum, quae descenderunt de monte Galaad;
2 Your teeth, a flock of sheep to be shorn when they come up from the washing. Each one has its twin,not one unpaired with another.	2 dentes tui sicut grex tonsarum, quae ascenderunt de lavacro: omnes gemellis fetibus, et sterilis non est inter eas.
3 Your lips are a scarlet thread and your words enchanting. Your cheeks, behind your veil, are halves ofpomegranate.	3 Sicut vitta coccinea labia tua, et eloquium tuum dulce; sicut fragmen mali punici, ita genae tuae per velamen tuum.
4 Your neck is the Tower of David built on layers, hung round with a thousand bucklers, and each theshield of a hero.	4 Sicut turris David collum tuum, quae aedificata est cum propugnaculis: mille clipei pendent ex ea, omnis armatura fortium.
5 Your two breasts are two fawns, twins of a gazel e, that feed among the lilies.	5 Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli, capreae gemelli, qui pascuntur in liliis.
6 Before the day-breeze rises, before the shadows flee, I shal go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hil offrankincense.	6 Antequam aspiret dies, et festinent umbrae, vadam ad montem myrrhae et ad collem turis.
7 You are whol y beautiful, my beloved, and without a blemish.	7 Tota pulchra es, amica mea, et macula non est in te.
8 Come from Lebanon, my promised bride, come from Lebanon, come on your way. Look down from theheights of Amanus, from the crests of Senir and Hermon, the haunt of lions, the mountains of leopards.	8 Veni de Libano, sponsa, veni de Libano, ingredere; respice de capite Amana, de vertice Sanir et Hermon, de cubilibus leonum, de montibus pardorum.
9 You ravish my heart, my sister, my promised bride, you ravish my heart with a single one of yourglances, with a single link of your necklace.	9 Vulnerasti cor meum, soror mea, sponsa, vulnerasti cor meum in uno oculorum tuorum et in uno monili torquis tui.
10 What spel s lie in your love, my sister, my promised bride! How delicious is your love, more deliciousthan wine! How fragrant your perfumes, more fragrant than al spices!	10 Quam pulchri sunt amores tui, soror, mea sponsa; meliores sunt amores tui vino, et odor unguentorum tuorum super omnia aromata.
11 Your lips, my promised bride, distil wild honey. Honey and milk are under your tongue; and the scent ofyour garments is like the scent of Lebanon.	11 Favus distillans labia tua, sponsa; mel et lac sub lingua tua, et odor vestimentorum tuorum sicut odor Libani.
12 She is a garden enclosed, my sister, my promised bride; a garden enclosed, a sealed fountain.	12 Hortus conclusus, soror mea, sponsa, hortus conclusus, fons signatus;
13 Your shoots form an orchard of pomegranate trees, bearing most exquisite fruit:	13 propagines tuae paradisus malorum punicorum cum optimis fructibus, cypri cum nardo.
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with al the incense-bearing trees; myrrh and aloes, with thesubtlest odours.	14 Nardus et crocus, fistula et cinnamomum cum universis lignis turiferis, myrrha et aloe cum omnibus primis unguentis.
15 Fountain of the garden, wel of living water, streams flowing down from Lebanon!	15 Fons hortorum, puteus aquarum viventium, quae fluunt impetu de Libano.
16 BELOVED: Awake, north wind, come, wind of the south! Breathe over my garden, to spread its sweetsmel around. Let my love come into his garden, let him taste its most exquisite fruits.	16 Surge, aquilo, et veni, auster; perfla hortum meum, et fluant aromata illius.