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Что̀ оу҆ви́дите оу҆ сꙋламі́тїны; приходѧ́щаѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ ли́ки полкѡ́въ, что̀ оу҆краси́шасѧ стѡпы̀ твоѧ̑ во ѡ҆бꙋ́тїихъ твои́хъ, дщѝ нада́влѧ; чи́ны бедрꙋ̑ твоє́ю подо́бни оу҆серѧ́зємь, дѣ́лꙋ рꙋ́къ хꙋдо́жника:

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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.

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пꙋ́пъ тво́й ча́ша и҆сточе́на, не лиша́емаѧ мста̀: чре́во твоѐ ꙗ҆́кѡ сто́гъ пшени́цы, ѡ҆гражде́нъ въ крі́нахъ:

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

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два̀ сосца̑ твоѧ̑, ꙗ҆́кѡ два̀ мла̑да близнецы̀ се́рны:

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

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вы́ѧ твоѧ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ сто́лпъ слоно́вый: ѻ҆́чи твоѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ є҆зе́ра во є҆севѡ́нѣ, во врата́хъ дще́рей мно́гихъ: но́съ тво́й ꙗ҆́кѡ сто́лпъ лїва́нскїй, сматрѧ́ѧй лицѐ дама́ска:

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Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.

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глава̀ твоѧ̀ на тебѣ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ карми́лъ (гора̀), и҆ заплете́нїе главы̀ твоеѧ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ багрѧни́ца, ца́рь оу҆вѧ́занъ въ прериста́нїих.

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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.

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Что̀ оу҆краси́ласѧ є҆сѝ, и҆ что̀ оу҆слади́ласѧ є҆сѝ, любы̀, во сла́достехъ твои́хъ;

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

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Сїѐ вели́чество твоѐ: оу҆подо́биласѧ є҆сѝ фі́нїкꙋ, и҆ сосца̑ твоѧ̑ грезнѡ́мъ.

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How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love!

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Реко́хъ: взы́дꙋ на фі́нїкъ, оу҆держꙋ̀ высотꙋ̀ є҆гѡ̀: и҆ бꙋ́дꙋтъ сосцы̀ твоѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ гре́знове вїногра́да, и҆ вонѧ̀ ноздре́й твои́хъ ꙗ҆́кѡ ꙗ҆́блѡка:

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This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters.

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и҆ горта́нь тво́й ꙗ҆́кѡ вїно̀ бла́го, ходѧ́щее бра́тꙋ моемꙋ̀ въ пра́вость, дово́лно оу҆стна́мъ мои̑мъ и҆ зꙋбѡ́мъ.

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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 as apples;

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А҆́зъ бра́тꙋ моемꙋ̀, и҆ ко мнѣ̀ ѡ҆браще́нїе є҆гѡ̀.

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

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Прїидѝ, бра́те мо́й, и҆ взы́демъ на село̀, водвори́мсѧ въ се́лѣхъ:

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I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.

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оу҆ра́нимъ въ вїногра́ды, оу҆ви́димъ а҆́ще процвѣтѐ вїногра́дъ, процвѣто́ша ли ѻ҆во́щїе, процвѣто́ша ли ꙗ҆́блѡка; та́мѡ да́мъ тебѣ̀ сосца̑ моѧ̑.

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

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Мандраго́ры да́ша воню̀, и҆ при две́рехъ на́шихъ всѝ плоды̀ но́вїи: до ве́тхихъ, бра́те мо́й, соблюдо́хъ тѝ.

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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.