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Confronta con un'altra Bibbia
Cambia Bibbia
DOUAI-RHEIMS | NEW AMERICAN BIBLE |
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1 I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys. | 1 I am a flower of Sharon, |
2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. | 2 As a lily among thorns, |
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 As an apple tree among the trees of the woods, |
4 He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me. | 4 He brings me into the banquet hall |
5 Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love. | 5 Strengthen me with raisin cakes, |
6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me. | 6 His left hand is under my head |
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 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, |
8 The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills. | 8 Hark! my lover-here he comes |
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 My lover is like a gazelle |
10 Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come. | 10 My lover speaks; he says to me, |
11 For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone. | 11 "For see, the winter is past, |
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 The flowers appear on the earth, |
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 The fig tree puts forth its figs, |
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 "O my dove in the clefts of the rock, |
15 Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished. | 15 Catch us the foxes, the little foxes |
16 My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies, | 16 My lover belongs to me and I to him; |
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 Until the day breathes cool and the shadows lengthen, |