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Chapter 2
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Глvа, в~”
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1
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1
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I am a flower of the plain, a lily of the valleys.
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Азъ цвњтъ полны'и и^ кри'нᲆ ё^долныи.
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2
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2
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As a lily among thorns, so is my companion among the daughters.
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ја^ко кри'нъ въ тернїи, та'ко и'скрьняа моя посредᲇ дще'реи”
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3
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3
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As the apple among the trees of the wood, so is my kinsman among the sons. I desired his shadow, and sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.
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ЈА$ко ја%блонь посредњ древесъ лњсныхъ, та'ко бра'тъ мои посредњ сн~овъ” поD сњнь е^го въсхотњхъ и^ сњдо'хъ, и^ плоD е^го сла'докъ въ горъта'ни мое^мъ.
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4
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4
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Bring me into the wine house; set love before me.
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воведњте м^я в домᲆ вина`, вчини'те на мя любовь.
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5
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5
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Strengthen me with perfumes, stay me with apples: for I am wounded with love.
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ё^тверди'те м^я въ ми'рехъ, положите м^я въ ја^блоцехъ, ја%ко ё^язъвле'нна е^смь любо'вїю а^зъ.
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6
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6
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His left hand shall be under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
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шђи'ца е^го поD главо'ю м^и, и^ десни'ца е^го ѓ^бы'иметъ м^я”
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7
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7
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I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the virtues of the field, that ye do not rouse or wake my love, until he please.
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ЗакляX вы` д#щери і^ерsлим#ля, въ си'лахъ и^ крњпостехᲆ села`. а^ще воста'нете и^ въста'виᲄе любо'вь дондеже въсхо'щет#”
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8
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8
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The voice of my kinsman! behold, he comes leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
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Гла'съ бра'та мое^го, се` та'ко прїиде скача` на' горы и^ прескача` на хлъмы.
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9
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9
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My kinsman is like a roe or a young hart on the mountains of Bæthel: behold, he is behind our wall, looking through the windows, peeping through the lattices.
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подо'бенъ е^сть братъ мои сернњ`, и^л^и мла'дђ е%лени на гора'хъ веџи'льскиX. се` сїи стоя'ше за стњно'ю на'шею, прегляда'я ѓ^ко'нцемъ прогляда'яи сквозе мрежђ.
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10
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10
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My kinsman answers, and says to me, Rise up, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove.
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эTвњща'етъ бра'т# мои и^ гл~етъ мн^њ” Въста'ни и^ прїиди` ближняя моя до'брая моя голђби'це моя.
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11
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For, behold, the winter is past, the rain is gone, it has departed.
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ја%ко с^е зима` пре'иде, до'ждъ эTи'де и^ про'иде въ себњ.
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12
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12
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The flowers are seen in the land; the time of pruning has arrived; the voice of the turtle-dove has been heard in our land.
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цвњти ја^ви'шася на земли`, время эTрњзанїя приспњ. гла'съ го'рлицы слы'шанъ въ земли` на'шеи,
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13
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13
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The fig-tree has put forth its young figs, the vines put forth the tender grape, they yield a smell: arise, come, my companion, my fair one, my dove; yea, come.
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смо'квы и^знесе цвњтъ свои. виногра'ди зрњю^ще даша во'ню” въста'ни и^ прїиди` ближняя моя добрая моя. гряди` и^ прїиди`
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14
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14
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Thou art my dove, in the shelter of the rock, near the wall: shew me thy face, and cause me to hear thy voice; for thy voice is sweet, and thy countenance is beautiful.
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ты` голђбице моя въ покро'въ, каменъ близъ преDстњнїя” ја%ви' ми зра'къ ᲄвои, и^ ё^слы'шанъ сътвори м^и глsа твои, ја%ко гла'съ твой сла'докъ и^ ѓ'бразъ твои красе'нъ”
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15
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15
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Take us the little foxes that spoil the vines: for our vines put forth tender grapes.
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И$мњте намъ ли'си малы'я гђбя'щїа виногра'ды. и^ виногра'ди наши призрева'ютъ”
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16
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16
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My kinsman is mine, and I am his: he feeds his flock among the lilies.
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Бра'тъ мои мн^њ и^ а'зъ е^мђ. пасы'и въ кри'нахъ,
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17
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Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, turn, my kinsman, be thou like to a roe or young hart on the mountains of the ravines.
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до'ндеже д#хнетъ дн~ь, дви'гнђтся сњни. ѓ^братися ё^подоби`ся брате мои сернњ и^л^и мла'дђ е%леню, на' горы ѓ%крsт#ныя”
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