Song of Songs 2

1I am the flower of the field, and the lily of the valleys.

2As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

3As 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.

4He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.

5Stay me up with flowers, compass me about with apples: because I languish with love.

6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

7I 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.

8The voice of my beloved, behold he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping over the hills.

9My beloved is like a roe, or a young hart. Behold he standeth behind our wall, looking through the windows, looking through the lattices.

10Behold my beloved speaketh to me: Arise, make haste, my love, my dove, my beautiful one, and come.

11For winter is now past, the rain is over and gone.

12The flowers have appeared in our land, the time of pruning is come: the voice of the turtle is heard in our land:

13The fig tree hath put forth her green figs: the vines in flower yield their sweet smell. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come:

14My 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.

15Catch us the little foxes that destroy the vines: for our vineyard hath flourished.

16My beloved to me, and I to him who feedeth among the lilies,

17Till 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.

1[Ego flos campi, et lilium convallium.

2Sponsus Sicut lilium inter spinas, sic amica mea inter filias.

3Sponsa Sicut malus inter ligna silvarum, sic dilectus meus inter filios. Sub umbra illius quem desideraveram sedi, et fructus ejus dulcis gutturi meo.

4Introduxit me in cellam vinariam; ordinavit in me caritatem.

5Fulcite me floribus, stipate me malis, quia amore langueo.

6Læva ejus sub capite meo, et dextera illius amplexabitur me.

7Sponsus Adjuro vos, filiæ Jerusalem, per capreas cervosque camporum, ne suscitetis, neque evigilare faciatis dilectam, quoadusque ipsa velit.

8Sponsa Vox dilecti mei; ecce iste venit, saliens in montibus, transiliens colles.

9Similis est dilectus meus capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum. En ipse stat post parietem nostrum, respiciens per fenestras, prospiciens per cancellos.

10En dilectus meus loquitur mihi. Sponsus Surge, propera, amica mea, columba mea, formosa mea, et veni:

11jam enim hiems transiit; imber abiit, et recessit.

12Flores apparuerunt in terra nostra; tempus putationis advenit: vox turturis audita est in terra nostra;

13ficus protulit grossos suos; vineæ florentes dederunt odorem suum. Surge, amica mea, speciosa mea, et veni:

14columba 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.

15Sponsa Capite nobis vulpes parvulas quæ demoliuntur vineas: nam vinea nostra floruit.

16Dilectus meus mihi, et ego illi, qui pascitur inter lilia,

17donec aspiret dies, et inclinentur umbræ. Revertere; similis esto, dilecte mi, capreæ, hinnuloque cervorum super montes Bether.]

1Bride: I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys.

2Groom: Like a lily among the thorns, so is my loved one among the daughters.

3Bride to Chorus: Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat beneath the shadow of the one whom I desired, and his fruit was sweet to my palate.

4He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.

5Prop me up with flowers. Close me in with apples. For I languish through love.

6His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.

7Groom to Chorus: I bind you by oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the does and the stags of the open field, not to disturb or awaken the beloved, even for as long as she wills.

8Bride to Chorus: The voice of my beloved! Behold, he arrives leaping along the mountains, jumping across the hills.

9My beloved is like a doe and like a young stag.

10Lo, he stands beyond our wall, gazing through the windows, watching through the lattices.

11Lo, my beloved speaks to me:

12Groom to Bride: Rise up, quickly, my love, my dove, my shapely one, and advance.

13For winter has now past; the rain has decreased and gone away.

14The flowers have appeared in our land; the time for pruning has arrived. The voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land.

15The fig tree has brought forth its green figs; the flowering vines bestow their odor. Rise up, my love, my brilliant one, and advance.

16My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hollows of the wall, reveal to me your face. Let your voice sound in my ears. For your voice is sweet, and your face is graceful.

17Chorus to Groom and Bride: Capture for us the little foxes, which are tearing down the vines; for our vineyard has flourished.

18Bride to Chorus: My beloved is for me, and I am for him. He pastures among the lilies, until the day rises and the shadows decline.

19Bride to Groom: Return, O my beloved. Be like a doe and like a young stag upon the mountains of Bether.