Song of Songs 1

Commentary from 20 fathers

1

The Song of songs, which is Solomon’s.

ΑΣΜΑ ἀσμάτων, ὅ ἐστι τῷ Σαλωμών.

Да ло́бжетъ мѧ̀ ѿ лобза́нїй ᲂу҆́стъ свои́хъ: ꙗ҆́кѡ бла̑га сосца̑ твоѧ̑ па́че вїна̀,

2

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine.

Φιλησάτω με ἀπὸ φιλημάτων στόματος αὐτοῦ, ὅτι ἀγαθοὶ μαστοί σου ὑπὲρ οἶνον,

и҆ вонѧ̀ мѵ́ра твоегѡ̀ па́че всѣ́хъ а҆рѡма̑тъ. Мѵ́ро и҆злїѧ́ное и҆́мѧ твоѐ: сегѡ̀ ра́ди ѻ҆трокови̑цы возлюби́ша тѧ̀.

3

And the smell of thine ointments is better than all spices: thy name is ointment poured forth; therefore do the young maidens love thee.

καὶ ὀσμὴ μύρων σου ὑπὲρ πάντα τὰ ἀρώματα· μῦρον ἐκκενωθὲν ὄνομά σου. διὰ τοῦτο νεάνιδες ἠγάπησάν σε,

Привлеко́ша тѧ̀ {Є҆вр.: влецы́ мѧ.}: в̾слѣ́дъ тебє̀ въ воню̀ мѵ́ра твоегѡ̀ тече́мъ. Введе́ мѧ ца́рь въ ло́жницꙋ свою̀: возра́дꙋемсѧ и҆ возвесели́мсѧ ѡ҆ тебѣ̀, возлю́бимъ сосца̑ твоѧ̑ па́че вїна̀: пра́вость возлюби́ тѧ.

4

They have drawn thee: we will run after thee, for the smell of thine ointments: the king has brought me into closet: let us rejoice and be glad in thee; we will love thy breasts more than wine: righteousness loves thee.

εἵλκυσάν σε, ὀπίσω σου εἰς ὀσμὴν μύρων σου δραμοῦμεν. εἰσήνεγκέ με ὁ βασιλεὺς εἰς τὸ ταμιεῖον αὐτοῦ. ἀγαλλιασώμεθα καὶ εὐφρανθῶμεν ἐν σοί· ἀγαπήσομεν μαστούς σου ὑπὲρ οἶνον· εὐθύτης ἠγάπησέ σε.

Черна̀ є҆́смь а҆́зъ и҆ добра̀, дщє́ри і҆ерⷭ҇ли̑мскїѧ, ꙗ҆́коже селє́нїѧ кида̑рска, ꙗ҆́коже завѣ̑сы соломѡ̑ни.

5

I am black, but beautiful, ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.

μέλαινά εἰμι ἐγὼ καὶ καλή, θυγατέρες ῾Ιερουσαλήμ, ὡς σκηνώματα Κηδάρ, ὡς δέρρεις Σαλωμών.

Не зри́те менѐ, ꙗ҆́кѡ а҆́зъ є҆́смь ѡ҆черне́на, ꙗ҆́кѡ ѡ҆пали́ мѧ со́лнце: сы́нове ма́тере моеѧ̀ сварѧ́хꙋсѧ ѡ҆ мнѣ̀, положи́ша мѧ̀ стра́жа въ вїногра́дѣхъ: вїногра́да моегѡ̀ не сохрани́хъ.

6

Look not upon me, because I am dark, because the sun has looked unfavourably upon me: my mother’s sons strove with me; they made me keeper in the vineyards; I have not kept my own vineyard.

μὴ βλέψητέ με ὅτι ἐγώ εἰμι μεμελανωμένη, ὅτι παρέβλεψέ με ὁ ἥλιος· υἱοὶ μητρός μου ἐμαχέσαντο ἐν ἐμοί, ἔθεντό με φυλάκισσαν ἐν ἀμπελῶσιν· ἀμπελῶνα ἐμὸν οὐκ ἐφύλαξα.

Возвѣстѝ мѝ, є҆го́же возлюбѝ дꙋша̀ моѧ̀, гдѣ̀ пасе́ши; гдѣ̀ почива́еши въ полꙋ́дне; да не когда̀ бꙋ́дꙋ ꙗ҆́кѡ ѡ҆блага́ющаѧсѧ над̾ ста́ды дрꙋгѡ́въ твои́хъ.

7

Tell me, [thou] whom my soul loves, where thou tendest thy flock, where thou causest [them] to rest at noon, lest I become as one that is veiled by the flocks of thy companions.

ἀπάγγειλόν μοι ὃν ἠγάπησεν ἡ ψυχή μου, ποῦ ποιμαίνεις, ποῦ κοιτάζεις ἐν μεσημβρίᾳ, μήποτε γένωμαι ὡς περιβαλλομένη ἐπ᾿ ἀγέλαις ἑταίρων σου.

А҆́ще не ᲂу҆вѣ́си са́мꙋю тебѐ, до́браѧ въ жена́хъ, и҆зы́ди ты̀ въ пѧта́хъ па́ствъ и҆ пасѝ кѡ́злища твоѧ̑ ᲂу҆ кꙋ́щей па́стырскихъ.

8

If thou know not thyself, thou fair one among women, go thou forth by the footsteps of the flocks, and feed thy kids by the shepherd’s tents.

ἐὰν μὴ γνῷς σεαυτήν, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξίν, ἔξελθε σὺ ἐν πτέρναις τῶν ποιμνίων καὶ ποίμαινε τὰς ἐρίφους σου ἐπὶ σκηνώμασι τῶν ποιμένων.

Ко́нємъ мои̑мъ въ колесни́цѣхъ фараѡ́новыхъ ᲂу҆подо́бихъ тѧ̀, бли́жнѧѧ моѧ̀.

9

I have likened thee, my companion, to my horses in the chariots of Pharao.

τῇ ἵππῳ μου ἐν ἅρμασι Φαραὼ ὡμοίωσά σε, ἡ πλησίον μου.

Что̀ ᲂу҆кра́шєны лани̑ты твоѧ̑ ꙗ҆́кѡ гѡ́рлицы, вы́ѧ твоѧ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ мѡни́сты;

10

How are thy cheeks beautiful as [those] of a dove, thy neck as chains!

τί ὡραιώθησαν σιαγόνες σου ὡς τρυγόνος, τράχηλός σου ὡς ὁρμίσκοι;

подѡ́бїѧ зла́та сотвори́мъ тѝ съ пестрота́ми сребра̀.

11

We will make thee figures of gold with studs of silver.

ὁμοιώματα χρυσίου ποιήσομέν σοι μετὰ στιγμάτων τοῦ ἀργυρίου.

До́ндеже (бꙋ́детъ) ца́рь на восклоне́нїи свое́мъ, на́рдъ мо́й дадѐ воню̀ свою̀.

12

So long as the king was at table, my spikenard gave forth its smell.

ἕως οὗ ὁ βασιλεὺς ἐν ἀνακλίσει αὐτοῦ, νάρδος μου ἔδωκεν ὀσμὴν αὐτοῦ.

Вѧза́нїе ста́кти бра́тъ мо́й {Є҆вр.: возлю́бленный мо́й.} мнѣ̀, посредѣ̀ сосцꙋ̑ моє́ю водвори́тсѧ:

13

My kinsman is to me a bundle of myrrh; he shall lie between my breasts.

ἀπόδεσμος τῆς στακτῆς ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοί, ἀνὰ μέσον τῶν μαστῶν μου αὐλισθήσεται.

гре́знъ кѵ́провъ бра́тъ мо́й мнѣ̀ въ вїногра́дѣхъ є҆нга́ддовыхъ.

14

My kinsman is to me a cluster of camphor in the vineyards of Engaddi.

βότρυς τῆς κύπρου ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοί, ἐν ἀμπελῶσιν ᾿Εγγαδδί.

Сѐ, є҆сѝ добра̀, и҆́скреннѧѧ моѧ̀, сѐ, є҆сѝ добра̀: ѻ҆́чи твоѝ голꙋби̑нѣ.

15

Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves.

ἰδοὺ εἶ καλή, ἡ πλησίον μου, ἰδοὺ εἶ καλή, ὀφθαλμοί σου περιστεραί.

Сѐ, є҆сѝ до́бръ, бра́тъ мо́й, и҆ є҆щѐ красе́нъ: ѻ҆́дръ на́шъ со ѡ҆сѣне́нїемъ,

16

Behold, thou art fair, my kinsman, yea, beautiful, overshadowing our bed.

ἰδοὺ εἶ καλός, ὁ ἀδελφιδός μου, καί γε ὡραῖος· πρὸς κλίνῃ ἡμῶν σύσκιος,

прекла̑ди до́мꙋ на́шегѡ ке́дровїи, дски̑ на́шѧ кѷпарі̑сныѧ.

17

The beams of our house are cedars, our ceilings are of cypress.

δοκοὶ οἴκων ἡμῶν κέδροι, φατνώματα ἡμῶν κυπάρισσοι.