Canticum Canticorum

Canticorum, chapter 1, Vulgate and King James Version

Chapter 1 Vulgate

   1 Canticum Canticorum Salomonis.
   2 Osculetur me osculo oris sui! Nam meliores sunt amores tui vino:
   3 in fragrantiam unguentorum tuorum optimorum. Oleum effusum nomen tuum; ideo adulescentulae dilexerunt te.
   4 Trahe me post te. Curramus! Introducat me rex in cellaria sua; exsultemus et laetemur in te memores amorum tuorum super vinum; recte diligunt te.
   5 Nigra sum sed formosa, filiae Ierusalem, sicut tabernacula Cedar, sicut pelles Salma.
   6 Nolite me considerare quod fusca sim, quia decoloravit me sol. Filii matris meae irati sunt mihi; posuerunt me custodem in vineis, vineam meam non custodivi.
   7 Indica mihi, tu, quem diligit anima mea, ubi pascas, ubi cubes in meridie, ne vagari incipiam post greges sodalium tuorum.
   8 Si ignoras, o pulcherrima inter mulieres, egredere et abi post vestigia gregum et pasce haedos tuos iuxta tabernacula pastorum.
   9 Equae in curribus pharaonis assimilavi te, amica mea.
   10 Pulchrae sunt genae tuae inter inaures, collum tuum inter monilia.
   11 Inaures aureas faciemus tibi vermiculatas argento.
   12 Dum esset rex in accubitu suo, nardus mea dedit odorem suum.
   13 Fasciculus myrrhae dilectus meus mihi, qui inter ubera mea commoratur.
   14 Botrus cypri dilectus meus mihi in vineis Engaddi.
   15 Ecce tu pulchra es, amica mea, ecce tu pulchra es: oculi tui columbarum.
   16 Ecce tu pulcher es, dilecte mi, et decorus. Lectulus noster floridus,
   17 tigna domorum nostrarum cedrina, laquearia nostra cupressina.

Source: Bibliorum Sacrorum Editio, Sacrosanti Oecumenici Concilii Vaticani II, Ratione Habita, Iussu Pauli PP. VI Recognita, Auctoritate Ioannis Pauli PP. II Promulgata, Editio Typica Altera

King James Version

   1 The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
   2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
   3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
   4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
   5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
   6 Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
   7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
   8 ¶ If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.
   9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
   10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
   11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
   12 ¶ While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
   13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
   14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.
   15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
   16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
   17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.