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Chapter 8
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Κεφάλαιο 8
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| I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me. | ΤΙΣ δῴη σε, ἀδελφιδέ μου, θηλάζοντα μαστούς μητρός σου; εὑροῦσά σε ἔξω φιλήσω σε, καί γε οὐκ ἐξουδενώσουσί μοι. |
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| I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates. | παραλήψομαί σε, εἰσάξω σε εἰς οἶκον μητρός μου καὶ εἰς ταμιεῖον τῆς συλλαβούσης με· ποτιῶ σε ἀπὸ οἴνου τοῦ μυρεψικοῦ, ἀπὸ νάματος ροῶν μου. |
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| His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. | εὐώνυμος αὐτοῦ ὑπὸ τὴν κεφαλήν μου, καὶ ἡ δεξιὰ αὐτοῦ περιλήψεταί με. |
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| I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. | ὥρκισα ὑμᾶς, θυγατέρες ῾Ιερουσαλήμ, ἐν ταῖς δυνάμεσι καὶ ἐν ταῖς ἰσχύσεσι τοῦ ἀγροῦ ἐὰν ἐγείρητε καὶ ἐὰν ἐξεγείρητε τὴν ἀγάπην, ἕως ἂν θελήσῃ. |
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| Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth. | Τίς αὕτη ἡ ἀναβαίνουσα λελευκανθισμένη, ἐπιστηριζομένη ἐπὶ τὸν ἀδελφιδόν αὐτῆς; ὑπὸ μῆλον ἐξήγειρά σε· ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέ σε ἡ μήτηρ σου, ἐκεῖ ὠδίνησέ σε ἡ τεκοῦσά σε. |
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| Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, even the flames thereof. | θές με ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὴν καρδίαν σου, ὡς σφραγῖδα ἐπὶ τὸν βραχίονά σου· ὅτι κραταιὰ ὡς θάνατος ἀγάπη, σκληρὸς ὡς ᾅδης ζῆλος· περίπτερα αὐτῆς περίπτερα πυρός, φλόγες αὐτῆς· |
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| Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, men would utterly despise it. | ὕδωρ πολὺ οὐ δυνήσεται σβέσαι τὴν ἀγάπην, καὶ ποταμοὶ οὐ συγκλύσουσιν αὐτήν. ἐὰν δῷ ἀνὴρ πάντα τὸν βίον αὐτοῦ ἐν τῇ ἀγάπῃ, ἐξουδενώσει ἐξουδενώσουσιν αὐτόν. |
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| Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for? | ἀδελφὴ ἡμῶν μικρὰ καὶ μαστοὺς οὐκ ἔχει· τί ποιήσωμεν τῇ ἀδελφῇ ἡμῶν ἐν ἡμέρᾳ, ᾗ ἐὰν λαληθῇ ἐν αὐτῇ; |
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| If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels. | εἰ τεῖχός ἐστιν, οἰκοδομήσωμεν ἐπ᾿ αὐτὴν ἐπάλξεις ἀργυρᾶς· καὶ εἰ θύρα ἐστί, διαγράψωμεν ἐπ᾿ αὐτὴν σανίδα κεδρίνην. |
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| I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace. | ἐγὼ τεῖχος, καὶ μαστοί μου ὡς πύργοι· ἐγὼ ἤμην ἐν ὀφθαλμοῖς αὐτῶν ὡς εὑρίσκουσα εἰρήνην. |
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| Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver. | ἀμπελὼν ἐγενήθη τῷ Σαλωμὼν ἐν Βεελαμών· ἔδωκε τὸν ἀμπελῶνα αὐτοῦ τοῖς τηροῦσιν, ἀνὴρ οἴσει ἐν καρπῷ αὐτοῦ χιλίους ἀργυρίου. |
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| My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon shall have a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred. | ἀμπελών μου ἐμὸς ἐνώπιόν μου· οἱ χίλιοι Σαλωμὼν καὶ οἱ διακόσιοι τοῖς τηροῦσι τὸν καρπὸν αὐτοῦ. |
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| Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear it. | ὁ καθήμενος ἐν κήποις, ἑταῖροι προσέχοντες τῇ φωνῇ σου· ἀκούτισόν με· |
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| Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices. | φύγε, ἀδέλφιδέ μου, καὶ ὁμοιώθητι τῇ δορκάδι ἢ τῷ νεβρῷ τῶν ἐλάφων ἐπὶ ὄρη τῶν ἀρωμάτων. |
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