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Delphi Septuagint

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by Lancelot C L Brenton (ed)


  I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; yea, brethren, drink abundantly.

  [2] Ἐγὼ καθεύδω, καὶ ἡ καρδία μου ἀγρυπνεῖ. φωνὴ ἀδελφιδοῦ μου, κρούει ἐπὶ τὴν θύραν Ἄνοιξόν μοι, ἀδελφή μου, ἡ πλησίον μου, περιστερά μου, τελεία μου, ὅτι ἡ κεφαλή μου ἐπλήσθη δρόσου καὶ οἱ βόστρυχοί μου ψεκάδων νυκτός.

  [2] I sleep, but my heart is awake: the voice of my kinsman knocks at the door, saying, Open, open to me, my companion, my sister, my dove, my perfect one: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

  [3] Ἐξεδυσάμην τὸν χιτῶνά μου, πῶς ἐνδύσωμαι αὐτόν; ἐνιψάμην τοὺς πόδας μου, πῶς μολυνῶ αὐτούς;

  [3] I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?

  [4] ἀδελφιδός μου ἀπέστειλεν χεῖρα αὐτοῦ ἀπὸ τῆς ὀπῆς, καὶ ἡ κοιλία μου ἐθροήθη ἐπ’ αὐτόν.

  [4] My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole of the door, and my belly moved for him.

  [5] ἀνέστην ἐγὼ ἀνοῖξαι τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, χεῖρές μου ἔσταξαν σμύρναν, δάκτυλοί μου σμύρναν πλήρη ἐπὶ χεῖρας τοῦ κλείθρου.

  [5] I rose up to open to my kinsman; my hands dropped myrrh, my fingers choice myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

  [6] ἤνοιξα ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, ἀδελφιδός μου παρῆλθεν· ψυχή μου ἐξῆλθεν ἐν λόγῳ αὐτοῦ, ἐζήτησα αὐτὸν καὶ οὐχ εὗρον αὐτόν, ἐκάλεσα αὐτόν, καὶ οὐχ ὑπήκουσέν μου.

  [6] I opened to my kinsman; my kinsman was gone: my soul failed at his speech: I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he answered me not.

  [7] εὕροσάν με οἱ φύλακες οἱ κυκλοῦντες ἐν τῇ πόλει, ἐπάταξάν με, ἐτραυμάτισάν με, ἦραν τὸ θέριστρόν μου ἀπ’ ἐμοῦ φύλακες τῶν τειχέων.

  [7] The watchman that go their rounds in the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.

  [8] ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς, θυγατέρες Ιερουσαλημ, ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσιν τοῦ ἀγροῦ, ἐὰν εὕρητε τὸν ἀδελφιδόν μου, τί ἀπαγγείλητε αὐτῷ; ὅτι τετρωμένη ἀγάπης εἰμὶ ἐγώ.

  [8] I have charged you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and the virtues of the field: if ye should find my kinsman, what are ye to say to him? That I am wounded with love.

  [9] Τί ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξίν, τί ἀδελφιδός σου ἀπὸ ἀδελφιδοῦ, ὅτι οὕτως ὥρκισας ἡμᾶς;

  [9] What is thy kinsman more than another kinsman, O thou beautiful among women? what is thy kinsman more than another kinsman, that thou hast so charged us?

  [10] Ἀδελφιδός μου λευκὸς καὶ πυρρός, ἐκλελοχισμένος ἀπὸ μυριάδων·

  [10] My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads.

  [11] κεφαλὴ αὐτοῦ χρυσίον καὶ φαζ, βόστρυχοι αὐτοῦ ἐλάται, μέλανες ὡς κόραξ,

  [11] His head is as very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven.

  [12] ὀφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ ὡς περιστεραὶ ἐπὶ πληρώματα ὑδάτων λελουσμέναι ἐν γάλακτι καθήμεναι ἐπὶ πληρώματα ὑδάτων,

  [12] His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools.

  [13] σιαγόνες αὐτοῦ ὡς φιάλαι τοῦ ἀρώματος φύουσαι μυρεψικά, χείλη αὐτοῦ κρίνα στάζοντα σμύρναν πλήρη,

  [13] His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.

  [14] χεῖρες αὐτοῦ τορευταὶ χρυσαῖ πεπληρωμέναι θαρσις, κοιλία αὐτοῦ πυξίον ἐλεφάντινον ἐπὶ λίθου σαπφείρου,

  [14] His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.

  [15] κνῆμαι αὐτοῦ στῦλοι μαρμάρινοι τεθεμελιωμένοι ἐπὶ βάσεις χρυσᾶς, εἶδος αὐτοῦ ὡς Λίβανος, ἐκλεκτὸς ὡς κέδροι,

  [15] His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars.

  [16] φάρυγξ αὐτοῦ γλυκασμοὶ καὶ ὅλος ἐπιθυμία· οὗτος ἀδελφιδός μου, καὶ οὗτος πλησίον μου, θυγατέρες Ιερουσαλημ.

  [16] His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem.

  CHAPTER 6

  [1] Ποῦ ἀπῆλθεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σου, ἡ καλὴ ἐν γυναιξίν; ποῦ ἀπέβλεψεν ὁ ἀδελφιδός σου; καὶ ζητήσομεν αὐτὸν μετὰ σοῦ.

  [17] Whither is thy kinsman gone, thou beautiful among women? whither has thy kinsman turned aside? tell us, and we will seek him with thee.

  [2] Ἀδελφιδός μου κατέβη εἰς κῆπον αὐτοῦ εἰς φιάλας τοῦ ἀρώματος ποιμαίνειν ἐν κήποις καὶ συλλέγειν κρίνα·

  [1] My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

  [3] ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, καὶ ἀδελφιδός μου ἐμοὶ ὁ ποιμαίνων ἐν τοῖς κρίνοις.

  [2] I am my kinsman’s, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.

  [4] Καλὴ εἶ, ἡ πλησίον μου, ὡς εὐδοκία, ὡραία ὡς Ιερουσαλημ, θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναι.

  [3] Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.

  [5] ἀπόστρεψον ὀφθαλμούς σου ἀπεναντίον μου, ὅτι αὐτοὶ ἀνεπτέρωσάν με. τρίχωμά σου ὡς ἀγέλαι τῶν αἰγῶν, αἳ ἀνεφάνησαν ἀπὸ τοῦ Γαλααδ.

  [4] Turn away thine eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: thy hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.

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

  [5] Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep, that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely.

  [7] ὡς σπαρτίον τὸ κόκκινον χείλη σου, καὶ ἡ λαλιά σου ὡραία. ὡς λέπυρον τῆς ῥόας μῆλόν σου ἐκτὸς τῆς σιωπήσεώς σου.

  [6] Thy cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, being seen without thy veil.

  [8] Ἑξήκοντά εἰσιν βασίλισσαι, καὶ ὀγδοήκοντα παλλακαί, καὶ νεάνιδες ὧν οὐκ ἔστιν ἀριθμός.

  [7] There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.

  [9] μία ἐστὶ
ν περιστερά μου, τελεία μου, μία ἐστὶν τῇ μητρὶ αὐτῆς, ἐκλεκτή ἐστιν τῇ τεκούσῃ αὐτῆς. εἴδοσαν αὐτὴν θυγατέρες καὶ μακαριοῦσιν αὐτήν, βασίλισσαι καὶ παλλακαὶ καὶ αἰνέσουσιν αὐτήν.

  [8] My dove, my perfect one is one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed, yea, and the concubines, and they will praise her.

  [10] Τίς αὕτη ἡ ἐκκύπτουσα ὡσεὶ ὄρθρος, καλὴ ὡς σελήνη, ἐκλεκτὴ ὡς ὁ ἥλιος, θάμβος ὡς τεταγμέναι;

  [9] Who is this that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, choice as the sun, terrible as armies set in array?

  [11] Εἰς κῆπον καρύας κατέβην ἰδεῖν ἐν γενήμασιν τοῦ χειμάρρου, ἰδεῖν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος, ἐξήνθησαν αἱ ῥόαι· ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.

  [10] I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, if the pomegranates blossomed.

  [12] οὐκ ἔγνω ἡ ψυχή μου· ἔθετό με ἅρματα Αμιναδαβ.

  [11] There I will give thee my breasts: my soul knew it not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.

  CHAPTER 7

  [1] Ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε, ἡ Σουλαμῖτις, ἐπίστρεφε ἐπίστρεφε, καὶ ὀψόμεθα ἐν σοί. Τί ὄψεσθε ἐν τῇ Σουλαμίτιδι; ἡ ἐρχομένη ὡς χοροὶ τῶν παρεμβολῶν.

  [12] Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at thee. What will ye see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies.

  [2] Τί ὡραιώθησαν διαβήματά σου ἐν ὑποδήμασιν, θύγατερ Ναδαβ; ῥυθμοὶ μηρῶν σου ὅμοιοι ὁρμίσκοις ἔργῳ χειρῶν τεχνίτου·

  [1] Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thy thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.

  [3] ὀμφαλός σου κρατὴρ τορευτὸς μὴ ὑστερούμενος κρᾶμα· κοιλία σου θιμωνιὰ σίτου πεφραγμένη ἐν κρίνοις·

  [2] Thy navel is as a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is as a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

  [4] δύο μαστοί σου ὡς δύο νεβροὶ δίδυμοι δορκάδος·

  [3] Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.

  [5] τράχηλός σου ὡς πύργος ἐλεφάντινος· ὀφθαλμοί σου ὡς λίμναι ἐν Εσεβων ἐν πύλαις θυγατρὸς πολλῶν· μυκτήρ σου ὡς πύργος τοῦ Λιβάνου σκοπεύων πρόσωπον Δαμασκοῦ·

  [4] Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.

  [6] κεφαλή σου ἐπὶ σὲ ὡς Κάρμηλος, καὶ πλόκιον κεφαλῆς σου ὡς πορφύρα, βασιλεὺς δεδεμένος ἐν παραδρομαῖς.

  [5] Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.

  [7] Τί ὡραιώθης καὶ τί ἡδύνθης, ἀγάπη, ἐν τρυφαῖς σου;

  [6] How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love!

  [8] τοῦτο μέγεθός σου ὡμοιώθη τῷ φοίνικι καὶ οἱ μαστοί σου τοῖς βότρυσιν.

  [7] This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.

  [9] εἶπα Ἀναβήσομαι ἐν τῷ φοίνικι, κρατήσω τῶν ὕψεων αὐτοῦ, καὶ ἔσονται δὴ μαστοί σου ὡς βότρυες τῆς ἀμπέλου καὶ ὀσμὴ ῥινός σου ὡς μῆλα

  [8] I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;

  [10] καὶ λάρυγξ σου ὡς οἶνος ὁ ἀγαθὸς πορευόμενος τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου εἰς εὐθύθητα ἱκανούμενος χείλεσίν μου καὶ ὀδοῦσιν.

  [9] and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

  [11] Ἐγὼ τῷ ἀδελφιδῷ μου, καὶ ἐπ’ ἐμὲ ἡ ἐπιστροφὴ αὐτοῦ.

  [10] I am my kinsman’s, and his desire is toward me.

  [12] ἐλθέ, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐξέλθωμεν εἰς ἀγρόν, αὐλισθῶμεν ἐν κώμαις·

  [11] Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

  [13] ὀρθρίσωμεν εἰς ἀμπελῶνας, ἴδωμεν εἰ ἤνθησεν ἡ ἄμπελος, ἤνθησεν ὁ κυπρισμός, ἤνθησαν αἱ ῥόαι· ἐκεῖ δώσω τοὺς μαστούς μου σοί.

  [12] Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.

  [14] οἱ μανδραγόραι ἔδωκαν ὀσμήν, καὶ ἐπὶ θύραις ἡμῶν πάντα ἀκρόδρυα, νέα πρὸς παλαιά, ἀδελφιδέ μου, ἐτήρησά σοι.

  [13] The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept them for thee.

  CHAPTER 8

  [1] Τίς δῴη σε ἀδελφιδόν μου θηλάζοντα μαστοὺς μητρός μου; εὑροῦσά σε ἔξω φιλήσω σε, καί γε οὐκ ἐξουδενώσουσίν μοι.

  [1] I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.

  [2] παραλήμψομαί σε, εἰσάξω σε εἰς οἶκον μητρός μου καὶ εἰς ταμίειον τῆς συλλαβούσης με· ποτιῶ σε ἀπὸ οἴνου τοῦ μυρεψικοῦ, ἀπὸ νάματος ῥοῶν μου.

  [2] I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother’s house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.

  [3] Εὐώνυμος αὐτοῦ ὑπὸ τὴν κεφαλήν μου, καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτοῦ περιλήμψεταί με.

  [3] His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

  [4] ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς, θυγατέρες Ιερουσαλημ, ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσιν καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσιν τοῦ ἀγροῦ, τί ἐγείρητε καὶ τί ἐξεγείρητε τὴν ἀγάπην, ἕως ἂν θελήσῃ.

  [4] I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

  [5] Τίς αὕτη ἡ ἀναβαίνουσα λελευκανθισμένη ἐπιστηριζομένη ἐπὶ τὸν ἀδελφιδὸν αὐτῆς; Ὑπὸ μῆλον ἐξήγειρά σε· ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέν σε ἡ μήτηρ σου, ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέν σε ἡ τεκοῦσά σου.

  [5] Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth.

  [6] Θές με ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὴν καρδίαν σου, ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὸν βραχίονά σου· ὅτι κραταιὰ ὡς θάνατος ἀγάπη, σκληρὸς ὡς ᾅδης ζῆλος· περίπτερα α
ὐτῆς περίπτερα πυρός, φλόγες αὐτῆς·

  [6] Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, even the flames thereof.

  [7] ὕδωρ πολὺ οὐ δυνήσεται σβέσαι τὴν ἀγάπην, καὶ ποταμοὶ οὐ συγκλύσουσιν αὐτήν· ἐὰν δῷ ἀνὴρ τὸν πάντα βίον αὐτοῦ ἐν τῇ ἀγάπῃ, ἐξουδενώσει ἐξουδενώσουσιν αὐτόν.

  [7] Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, men would utterly despise it.

  [8] Ἀδελφὴ ἡμῖν μικρὰ καὶ μαστοὺς οὐκ ἔχει· τί ποιήσωμεν τῇ ἀδελφῇ ἡμῶν ἐν ἡμέρᾳ, ᾗ ἐὰν λαληθῇ ἐν αὐτῇ;

  [8] Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?

  [9] εἰ τεῖχός ἐστιν, οἰκοδομήσωμεν ἐπ’ αὐτὴν ἐπάλξεις ἀργυρᾶς· καὶ εἰ θύρα ἐστίν, διαγράψωμεν ἐπ’ αὐτὴν σανίδα κεδρίνην.

  [9] If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.

  [10] Ἐγὼ τεῖχος, καὶ μαστοί μου ὡς πύργοι· ἐγὼ ἤμην ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖς αὐτοῦ ὡς εὑρίσκουσα εἰρήνην.

  [10] I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.

  [11] Ἀμπελὼν ἐγενήθη τῷ Σαλωμων ἐν Βεελαμων· ἔδωκεν τὸν ἀμπελῶνα αὐτοῦ τοῖς τηροῦσιν, ἀνὴρ οἴσει ἐν καρπῷ αὐτοῦ χιλίους ἀργυρίου.

  [11] Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.

 

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