Comparison
Song of Songs 1
Douay-Rheims and Septuagint (Sixtine edition, 1587), verse by verse.
| Douay-Rheims | Septuagint (Sixtine edition, 1587) | |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine, | ἌΣΜΑ ᾀσμάτων, ὅ ἐστι Σαλωμών. |
| 2 | Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee. | Φιλησάτω με ἀπὸ φιλημάτων στόματος αὐτοῦ· ὅτι ἀγαθοὶ μαστοί σου ὑπὲρ οἶνον, καὶ ὀσμὴ μύρων σου ὑπὲρ πάντα τὰ ἀρώματα· |
| 3 | Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee. | μῦρον ἐκκενωθὲν ὄνομά σου· διὰ τοῦτο νεάνιδες ἠγάπησάν σε, |
| 4 | I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon. | εἵλκυσάν σε· ὀπίσω σου εἰς ὀσμὴν μύρων σου δραμοῦμεν· εἰσήνεγκέ με ὁ βασιλεὺς εἰς τὸ ταμεῖον αὐτοῦ· ἀγαλλιασώμεθα καὶ εὐφρανθῶμεν ἐν σοί· ἀγαπήσομεν μαστούς σου ὑπὲρ οἶνον· εὐθύτης ἠγάπησέ σε. |
| 5 | Do not consider me that I am brown, because the sun hath altered my colour: the sons of my mother have fought against me, they have made me the keeper in the vineyards: my vineyard I have not kept. | Μέλαινά εἰμι ἐγὼ καὶ καλὴ, θυγατέρες Ἱερουσαλὴμ, ὡς σκηνώματα Κηδὰρ, ὡς δέῤῥεις Σαλωμών. |
| 6 | Shew me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou liest in the midday, lest I begin to wander after the flocks of thy companions. | Μὴ βλέψητέ με ὅτι ἐγώ εἰμι μεμελανωμένη, ὅτι παρέβλεψέ με ὁ ἥλιος· υἱοὶ μητρός μου ἐμαχέσαντο ἐν ἐμοὶ, ἔθεντό με φυλάκισσαν ἐν ἀμπελῶσιν, ἀμπελῶνα ἐμὸν οὐκ ἐφύλαξα. |
| 7 | If thou know not thyself, O fairest among women, go forth, and follow after the steps of the flocks, and feed thy kids beside the tents of the shepherds. | Ἀπάγγειλόν μοι ὃν ἠγάπησεν ἡ ψυχή μου, ποῦ ποιμαίνεις, ποῦ κοιτάζεις ἐν μεσημβρίᾳ, μήποτε γένωμαι ὡς περιβαλλομένη ἐπʼ ἀγέλαις ἑταίρων σου. |
| 8 | To my company of horsemen, in Pharao’s chariots, have I likened thee, O my love. | Ἐὰν μὴ γνῷς σεαυτὴν ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξὶν, ἔξελθε σὺ ἐν πτέρναις τῶν ποιμνίων, καὶ ποίμαινε τὰς ἐρίφους σου ἐπὶ σκηνώμασι τῶν ποιμένων. |
| 9 | Thy cheeks are beautiful as the turtledove’s, thy neck as jewels. | Τῇ ἵππῳ μου ἐν ἅρμασε Φαραὼ ὡμοίωσά σε ἡ πλησίον μου. |
| 10 | We will make thee chains of gold, inlaid with silver. | Τί ὡραιώθησαν σιαγόνες σου ὡς τρυγόνος, τράχηλός σου ὡς ὁρμίσκοι; |
| 11 | While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof. | Ὁμοιώματα χρυσίου ποιήσομέν σοι μετὰ στιγμάτων τοῦ ἀργυρίου. |
| 12 | A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, he shall abide between my breasts. | Ἕως οὗ ὁ βασιλεὺς ἐν ἀνακλίσει αὐτοῦ· νάρδος μου ἔδωκεν ὀσμὴν αὐτοῦ. |
| 13 | A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi. | Ἀπόδεσμος τῆς στακτῆς ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοὶ, ἀυαμέσου τῶν μαστῶν μου αὐλισθήσεται. |
| 14 | Behold thou art fair, O my love, behold thou art fair, thy eyes are as those of doves. | Βότρυς τῆς κύπρου ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοὶ, ἐν ἀμπελῶσιν Ἐνγαδδί. |
| 15 | Behold thou art fair, my beloved, and comely. Our bed is flourishing. | Ἰδοὺ εἶ καλὴ ἡ πλησίον μου, ἰδοὺ εἶ καλὴ· ὀφθαλμοί σου περιστεραί. |
| 16 | The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees. | Ἰδοὺ εἶ καλὸς ἀδελφιδός μου, καί γε ὡραῖος πρὸς κλίνῃ ἡμῶν σύσκιος· |
