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| Да сни1детъ брaтъ мои2 въ вертогрaдъ св0й и3 да ћстъ пл0дъ nв0щій свои1хъ. Внид0хъ въ вертогрaдъ м0й, сестро2 моS невёсто: њб8имaхъ смЂрну мою2 со ґрwмaтами мои1ми, kд0хъ хлёбъ м0й съ мeдомъ мои1мъ, пи1хъ віно2 моE съ млек0мъ мои1мъ. Kди1те, бли1жніи, и3 пjйте и3 ўпjйтесz, брaтіz. | Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries. 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. |
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| Ѓзъ сплю2, ґ сeрдце моE бди1тъ: глaсъ брaта моегw2 ўдарsетъ въ двє1ри: tвeрзи ми2, сестро2 моS, бли1жнzz моS, голуби1це моS, совершeннаz моS: ћкw главA моS нап0лнисz росы2, и3 влaси мои2 кaпель нощнhхъ. | 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. |
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| Совлек0хсz ри1зы моеS, кaкw њблекyсz въ ню2; ўмhхъ н0зэ мои2, кaкw њскверню2 и5хъ; | I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them? |
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| Брaтъ м0й послA рyку свою2 сквозЁ сквaжню, и3 чрeво моE вострепетA t негw2. | My kinsman put forth his hand by the hole of the door, and my belly was moved for him. |
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| Востaхъ ѓзъ tвeрсти брaту моемY: рyцэ мои2 и3скaпаша смЂрну, пeрсты мои2 смЂрны пHлны на рукaхъ заключeніz. | I rose up to open to my kinsman; my hands dropped myrrh, my fingers choice myrrh, on the handles of the lock. |
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| Tверз0хъ ѓзъ брaту моемY: брaтъ м0й прeйде. ДушA моS и3зhде въ сл0во є3гw2: взыскaхъ є3го2, и3 не њбрэт0хъ є3гw2: звaхъ є3го2, и3 не послyша менE. | 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. |
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| Њбрэт0ша мS стрaжіе њбходsщіи во грaдэ: би1ша мS, kзви1ша мS, взsша вeрхнюю ри1зу t менє2 стрaжіе стённіи. | The watchmen 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. |
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| Заклsхъ вы2, дщє1ри їеrли1мскіz, въ си1лахъ и3 въ крёпостехъ сeлныхъ: ѓще њбрsщете брaта моего2, возвэсти1те є3мY, ћкw ўsзвлена люб0вію ѓзъ є4смь. | 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. |
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| Что2 брaтъ тв0й пaче брaта, д0браz въ женaхъ; что2 брaтъ тв0й t брaта, ћкw тaкw заклsла є3си2 нaсъ; | 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? |
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| Брaтъ м0й бёлъ и3 чeрменъ, и3збрaнъ t тeмъ: | My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads. |
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| главA є3гw2 злaто и3збрaнно, власы2 є3гw2 кудр‰вы, чє1рны ћкw врaнъ: | His head is as very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven. |
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| џчи є3гw2 ћкw голуби6цы на и3сполнeніихъ в0дъ, и3змовeни во млецЁ, сэдsщыz въ наполнeніихъ (в0дъ): | His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools. |
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| лани6ты є3гw2 ѓки фіaлы ґрwм†тъ, прозzбaющыz благов0ніе: ўстнЁ є3гw2 крjны, кaплющіи смЂрну п0лну: | His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh. |
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| рyцэ є3гw2 њбт0чєны зл†ты, нап0лнєны fарсjса: чрeво є3гw2 сосyдъ слон0вый на кaмени сапфjровэ: | His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone. |
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| лы6ста є3гw2 столпи2 мaрморwвы, њсновaни на степeнехъ златhхъ: ви1дъ є3гw2 ћкw лівaнъ, и3збрaнъ ћкw кeдрове: | His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars. |
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| гортaнь є3гw2 слaдость, и3 вeсь желaніе: сeй брaтъ м0й и3 сeй бли1жній м0й, дщє1ри їеrли6мли. | His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem. |
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| Кaмw tи1де брaтъ тв0й, д0браz въ женaхъ; кaмw ўклони1сz брaтъ тв0й; и3 взhщемъ є3гw2 съ тоб0ю. |
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