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| [1]The Ballet of Ballettes of Solomon, called in Latin, Canticum Canticorum. [Song of Solomon |
[1]The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
| [2]O that he would kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is more pleasaunt then wine |
[2]Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. |
| [3]and that because of the good and pleasaunt sauour of thy most precious baulmes. Thy name is a sweet smelling oyntment when it is shed foorth, therfore do the maydens loue thee |
[3]Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
| [4]Drawe thou me [vnto thee] we wyll runne after thee. The kyng hath brought me into his priuie chaumbers: We wylbe glad and reioyce in thee, we thinke more of thy loue then of wine: they that be righteous loue 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 blacke (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) but yet fayre and well fauoured, like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Solomon |
[5]I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
| [6]Marueyle not at me that I am so blacke, for why? the sunne hath shined vpon me: my mothers chyldren haue euyll wyll at me, they made me the keper of the vineyardes, but mine owne vineyarde haue I not kept |
[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 soule loueth, where thou feedest the sheepe, where thou makest them rest at the noone day: for why shall I be like hym that goeth wrong about the flockes of thy companions |
[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 knowe not thy selfe (O thou fayrest among women) then go thy way foorth after the footesteppes of the sheepe, and feede thy goates besyde the shepheardes tentes |
[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]Unto the hoast of Pharaos charets haue I compared thee, O my loue |
[9]I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
| [10]Thy cheekes and thy necke is beautifull as the turtles, and hanged with spanges and goodly iewels |
[10]Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. |
| [11]a neckband of golde wyll we make thee, with siluer buttons |
[11]We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
| [12]When the king sitteth at the table, he shall smell my Nardus |
[12]While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
| [13]a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes |
[13]A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
| [14]a cluster of Camphire in the vineyardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me |
[14]My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. |
| [15]Oh howe fayre art thou my loue, Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes |
[15]Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
| [16]O howe fayre art thou my beloued, howe well fauoured art thou? Our bed is dect with flowres |
[16]Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. |
| [17]the seelinges of our house are of Cedar tree, and our crosse ioyntes of Cipresse |
[17]The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. |