Song of Songs 4

Commentary from 19 fathers

1

Behold, thou art fair, my companion; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves, beside thy veil: thy hair is as flocks of goats, that have appeared from Galaad.

Ιδοὺ εἶ καλή, ἡ πλησίον μου, ἰδοὺ εἶ καλή. ὀφθαλμοί σου περιστεραὶ ἐκτὸς τῆς σιωπήσεώς σου. τρίχωμά σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν αἰγῶν, αἳ ἀπεκαλύφθησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ Γαλαάδ.

Сѐ, є҆сѝ добра̀, бли́жнѧѧ моѧ̀, сѐ, є҆сѝ добра̀: ѻ҆́чи твоѝ голꙋби̑нѣ, кромѣ̀ замолча́нїѧ твоегѡ̀: вла́си твоѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ стада̀ кози́цъ, ꙗ҆̀же ѿкры́шасѧ ѿ галаа́да.

2

Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing; all of them bearing twins, and there is not a barren one among them.

ὀδόντες σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν κεκαρμένων, αἳ ἀνέβησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ λουτροῦ, αἱ πᾶσαι διδυμεύουσαι, καὶ ἀτεκνοῦσα οὐκ ἔστιν ἐν αὐταῖς.

Зꙋ́бы твоѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ стада̀ ѡ҆стриже́ныхъ, ꙗ҆̀же и҆зыдо́ша и҆з̾ кꙋпѣ́ли, всѧ̑ двоеплѡ́дны, и҆ неродѧ́щїѧ нѣ́сть въ ни́хъ.

3

Thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: like the rind of a pomegranate is thy cheek without thy veil.

ὡς σπαρτίον τὸ κόκκινον χείλη σου, καὶ ἡ λαλιά σου ὡραία, ὡς λέπυρον ῥοᾶς μῆλόν σου ἐκτὸς τῆς σιωπήσεώς σου.

Ꙗ҆́кѡ ве́рвь червле́на ᲂу҆стнѣ̀ твоѝ, и҆ бесѣ́да твоѧ̀ красна̀: ꙗ҆́кѡ ѡ҆броще́нїе ши́пка лани̑ты твоѧ̑, кромѣ̀ замолча́нїѧ твоегѡ̀.

4

Thy neck is as the tower of David, that was built for an armoury: a thousand shields hang upon it, [and] all darts of mighty men.

ὡς πύργος Δαυΐδ τράχηλός σου, ὁ ᾠκοδομημένος εἰς θαλπιώθ· χίλιοι θυρεοὶ κρέμανται ἐπ᾿ αὐτόν, πᾶσαι βολίδες τῶν δυνατῶν.

Ꙗ҆́кѡ сто́лпъ даві́довъ вы́ѧ твоѧ̀, со́зданъ въ ѳалпїѡ́ѳѣ: ты́сѧща щитѡ́въ ви́ситъ на не́мъ, всѧ̑ стрѣ́лы си́льныхъ.

5

Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns, that feed among the lilies.

δύο μαστοί σου ὡς δύο νεβροὶ δίδυμοι δορκάδος οἱ νεμόμενοι ἐν κρίνοις.

Два̀ сосца̑ твоѧ̑ ꙗ҆́кѡ два̀ мла́да близнца̑ се́рны, пасѡ́маѧ во крі́нахъ,

6

Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, I will betake me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

ἕως οὗ διαπνεύσῃ ἡμέρα καὶ κινηθῶσιν αἱ σκιαί, πορεύσομαι ἐμαυτῷ πρὸς τὸ ὄρος τῆς σμύρνης καὶ πρὸς τὸν βουνὸν τοῦ Λιβάνου.

до́ндеже дхне́тъ де́нь, и҆ подви́гнꙋтсѧ сѣ̑ни. Пойдꙋ̀ себѣ̀ къ горѣ̀ смѵ́рнѣй и҆ къ хо́лмꙋ лїва́нскꙋ.

7

Thou art all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in thee.

ὅλη καλὴ εἶ, πλησίον μου, καὶ μῶμος οὐκ ἔστιν ἐν σοί.

Всѧ̀ добра̀ є҆сѝ, бли́жнѧѧ моѧ̀, и҆ поро́ка нѣ́сть въ тебѣ̀.

8

Come from Libanus, [my] bride, come from Libanus: thou shalt come and pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

δεῦρο ἀπὸ Λιβάνου, νύμφη, δεῦρο ἀπὸ Λιβάνου· ἐλεύσῃ καὶ διελεύσῃ ἀπὸ ἀρχῆς πίστεως, ἀπὸ κεφαλῆς Σανὶρ καὶ ᾿Ερμών, ἀπὸ μανδρῶν λεόντων, ἀπὸ ὀρέων παρδάλεων.

Грѧдѝ ѿ лїва́на, невѣ́сто, грѧдѝ ѿ лїва́на: прїидѝ и҆ прейдѝ и҆з̾ нача́ла вѣ́ры, ѿ главы̀ сані́ра и҆ а҆ермѡ́на, ѿ ѡ҆гра́дъ льво́выхъ, ѿ го́ръ пардале́ѡвъ {ры́сей}.

9

My sister, [my] spouse, thou hast ravished my heart; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

ἐκαρδίωσας ἡμᾶς, ἀδελφή μου νύμφη· ἐκαρδίωσας ἡμᾶς ἑνὶ ἀπὸ ὀφθαλμῶν σου, ἐν μιᾷ ἐνθέματι τραχήλων σου.

Се́рдце на́ше привлекла̀ є҆сѝ, сестро̀ моѧ̀ невѣ́сто, се́рдце на́ше привлекла̀ є҆сѝ є҆ди́нымъ ѿ ѻ҆́чїю твоє́ю, є҆ди́нымъ мони́стомъ вы́и твоеѧ̀.

10

How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more beautiful are thy breasts than wine, and the smell of thy garments than all spices!

τί ἐκαλλιώθησαν μαστοί σου, ἀδελφή μου νύμφη; τί ἐκαλλιώθησαν μαστοί σου ἀπὸ οἴνου, καὶ ὀσμὴ ἱματίων σου ὑπὲρ πάντα τὰ ἀρώματα;

Что̀ ᲂу҆добрѣ́ста сосца̑ твоѧ̑, сестро̀ моѧ̀ невѣ́сто; что̀ ᲂу҆добрѣ́ста сосца̑ твоѧ̑ па́че вїна̀, и҆ вонѧ̀ ри́зъ твои́хъ па́че всѣ́хъ а҆рѡма̑тъ;

11

Thy lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is as the smell of Libanus.

κηρίον ἀποστάζουσι χείλη σου, νύμφη· μέλι καὶ γάλα ὑπὸ τὴν γλῶσσάν σου, καὶ ὀσμὴ ἱματίων σου ὡς ὀσμὴ Λιβάνου.

Со́тъ и҆ска́паютъ ᲂу҆стнѣ̀ твоѝ, невѣ́сто, ме́дъ и҆ млеко̀ под̾ ѧ҆зы́комъ твои́мъ, и҆ благово́нїе ри́зъ твои́хъ ꙗ҆́кѡ благоꙋха́нїе лїва́на.

12

My sister, [my] spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed.

κῆπος κεκλεισμένος, ἀδελφή μου νύμφη, κῆπος κεκλεισμένος, πηγὴ ἐσφραγισμένη.

Вертогра́дъ заключе́нъ сестра̀ моѧ̀ невѣ́ста, вертогра́дъ заключе́нъ, и҆сто́чникъ запечатлѣ́нъ.

13

Thy shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice berries; camphor, with spikenard:

ἀποστολαί σου παράδεισος ροῶν μετὰ καρποῦ ἀκροδρύων, κύπροι μετὰ νάρδων,

Лѣ́тѡрасли твоѧ̑ са́дъ ши́пкѡвъ съ плодо́мъ ꙗ҆́блочнымъ, кѵ́при съ на́рдами,

14

spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all woods of Libanus, myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices:

νάρδος καὶ κρόκος, κάλαμος καὶ κιννάμωμον μετὰ πάντων ξύλων τοῦ Λιβάνου, σμύρνα ἀλὼθ μετὰ πάντων πρώτων μύρων.

на́рдъ и҆ шафра́нъ, тро́сть и҆ кїннамѡ́нъ со всѣ́ми древа́ми лїва́нскими, смѵ́рна, а҆ло́й со всѣ́ми пе́рвыми мѵ́рами,

15

a fountain of a garden, and a well of water springing and gurgling from Libanus.

πηγὴ κήπου καὶ φρέαρ ὕδατος ζῶντος καὶ ροιζοῦντος ἀπὸ τοῦ Λιβάνου.

и҆сто́чникъ вертогра́да, и҆ кла́дѧзь воды̀ жи́вы и҆ и҆стека́ющїѧ ѿ лїва́на.

16

Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; and blow through my garden, and let my spices flow out; Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries.

᾿Εξεγέρθητι, βορρᾶ, καὶ ἔρχου, νότε, διάπνευσον κῆπόν μου, καὶ ρευσάτωσαν ἀρώματά μου· καταβήτω ἀδελφιδός μου εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ καὶ φαγέτω καρπὸν ἀκροδρύων αὐτοῦ.

Воста́ни, сѣ́вере, и҆ грѧдѝ, ю҆́же, и҆ повѣ́й во вертогра́дѣ мое́мъ, и҆ да потекꙋ́тъ а҆рѡма́ты моѝ.