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1
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε ἡ Σουναμίτις· ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε, καὶ ὀφόμεθα ἐν σοί. Τί ὄψεσθε ἐν τῇ Σουναμίτιδι; ἡ ἐρχομένη ὡς χοροὶ τῶν παρεμβολῶν.
2
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Ὡραιώθησαν διαβήματά σου ἐν ὑποδήμασί σου, θύγατερ ναδάβ· ῥυθμοὶ μηρῶν ὅμοιοι ὁρμίσκοις, ἔργον τεχνίτου.
3
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Ὀμφαλός σου κρατὴρ τορευτὸς, μὴ ὑστερούμενος κράμα· κοιλία σου θημωνία σίτου πεφραγμένη ἐν κρίνοις.
4
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath–rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Δύο μαστοί σου, ὡς δύο νεβροὶ δίδυμοι δορκάδος.
5
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
Ὁ τράχηλός σου ὡς πύργος ἐλεφάντινος· οἱ ὀφθαλμοί σου ὡς λίμναι ἐν Ἐσεβὼν, ἐν πύλαις θυγατρὸς πολλῶν· μυκτήρ σου, ὡς πύργος τοῦ Λιβάνου σκοπεύων πρόσωπον Δαμασκοῦ.
6
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
Κεφαλή σου ἐπὶ σὲ ὡς Κάρμηλος, καὶ πλόκιον κεφαλῆς σου ὡς πορφύρα· βασιλεὺς δεδεμένος ἐν παραδρομαῖς.
7
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
Τί ὡραιώθης, καὶ τί ἡδύνθης ἀγάπη;
8
I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
ἐν τρυφαῖς σου τοῦτο μέγεθός σου· ὡμοιώθης τῷ φοίνικι, καὶ οἱ μαστοί σου τοῖς βότρυσιν.
9
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
Εἶπα, ἀναβήσομαι ἐπὶ τῷ φοίνικι, κρατήσω τῶν ὕψεων αὐτοῦ· καὶ ἔσονται δὴ μαστοί σου ὡς βότρυες τῆς ἀμπέλου, καὶ ὀσμὴ ῥινός σου ὡς μῆλα,
10
I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
καὶ ὁ λάρυγξ σου ὡς οἶνος ὁ ἀγαθὸς, πορευόμενος τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου εἰς εὐθύτητα, ἱκανούμενος χείλεσί μου καὶ ὀδοῦσιν.
11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, καὶ ἐπʼ ἐμὲ ἡ ἐπιστροφὴ αὐτοῦ.
12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
Ἐλθὲ ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐξέλθωμεν εἰς ἀγρὸν, αὐλισθῶμεν ἐν κώμαις.
13
The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
Ὀρθρίσωμεν εἰς ἀμπελῶνας· ἴδωμεν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος, ἤνθησεν ὁ κυπρισμὸς, ἤνθησν αἱ ῥοαί· ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.
14
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Οἱ μανδραγόραι ἔδωκαν ὀσμήν· καὶ ἐπὶ θύραις ἡμῶν πάντα ἀκρόδρυα νέα πρὸς παλαιὰ, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐτήρησά σοι.