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Chapter 8	Глава́ и҃

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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.	Кто̀ да́стъ тѧ̀, бра́те мо́й, ссꙋ́ща сосцы̀ ма́тере моеѧ̀; ѡ҆брѣ́тши тѧ̀ внѣ̀ цѣлꙋ́ю тѧ̀, и҆ ктомꙋ̀ не оу҆ничижа́тъ менѐ.
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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.	Поймꙋ̀ тѧ̀, введꙋ̀ тѧ̀ въ до́мъ ма́тере моеѧ̀ и҆ въ ло́жницꙋ заче́ншїѧ мѧ̀: та́мѡ мѧ̀ наꙋчи́ши: напою́ тѧ ѿ вїна̀ съ вонѧ́ми стро́енагѡ, ѿ воды̀ ꙗ҆́блѡкъ мои́хъ.
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His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.	Шꙋ́йца є҆гѡ̀ под̾ главо́ю мое́ю, и҆ десни́ца є҆гѡ̀ ѡ҆б̾и́метъ мѧ̀.
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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.	Заклѧ́хъ ва́съ, дщє́ри і҆ерⷭ҇ли̑мскїѧ, въ си́лахъ и҆ въ крѣ́постехъ се́лныхъ: а҆́ще подви́жете и҆ воздви́жете любо́вь, до́ндеже а҆́ще восхо́щетъ.
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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.	Кто̀ сїѧ̀ восходѧ́щаѧ оу҆бѣле́на и҆ оу҆твержа́ема ѡ҆ бра́тѣ свое́мъ; под̾ ꙗ҆́блонею возбꙋди́хъ тѧ̀: та́мѡ родѝ тѧ̀ ма́ти твоѧ̀, та́мѡ поболѣ̀ тобо́ю ро́ждшаѧ тѧ̀.
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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.	Положи́ мѧ ꙗ҆́кѡ печа́ть на се́рдцы твое́мъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ печа́ть на мы́шцѣ твое́й: занѐ крѣпка̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ сме́рть любы̀, же́стока ꙗ҆́кѡ а҆́дъ ре́вность: кри́ла є҆ѧ̀ кри́ла ѻ҆гнѧ̀, (оу҆́глїе ѻ҆́гненно) пла́мы є҆ѧ̀.
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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.	Вода̀ мно́га не мо́жетъ оу҆гаси́ти любвѐ, и҆ рѣ́ки не потопѧ́тъ є҆ѧ̀. А҆́ще да́стъ мꙋ́жъ всѐ и҆мѣ́нїе своѐ за любо́вь, оу҆ничиже́нїемъ оу҆ничижа́тъ є҆го̀.
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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?	Сестра̀ на́ша мала̀ и҆ сосцꙋ̑ не и҆́мать: что̀ сотвори́мъ сестрѣ̀ на́шей въ де́нь, въ ѻ҆́ньже а҆́ще глаго́латисѧ бꙋ́детъ є҆́й;
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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.	А҆́ще стѣна̀ є҆́сть, согради́мъ на не́й забра̑ла срє́брѧна: и҆ а҆́ще две́рь є҆́сть, напи́шемъ на не́й дскꙋ̀ ке́дровꙋ.
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I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.	А҆́зъ стѣна̀, и҆ сосцы̀ моѝ ꙗ҆́кѡ столпѝ: а҆́зъ бѣ́хъ во ѻ҆́чїю и҆́хъ а҆́ки ѡ҆брѣта́ющаѧ ми́ръ.
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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.	Вїногра́дъ бы́сть соломѡ́нꙋ во вееламѡ́нѣ: дадѐ вїногра́дъ сво́й стрегꙋ́щымъ: мꙋ́жъ принесе́тъ въ плодѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀ ты́сѧщꙋ сре́брєникъ.
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My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon shall have a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.	Вїногра́дъ мо́й предо мно́ю: ты́сѧща соломѡ́нꙋ и҆ двѣ́сти стрегꙋ́щымъ пло́дъ є҆гѡ̀.
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Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear it.	Сѣдѧ́й въ вертогра́дѣхъ, и҆ дрꙋ́зїе вне́млющїи гла́сꙋ твоемꙋ̀: гла́съ тво́й внꙋшѝ мнѣ̀.
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Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.	Бѣжѝ, бра́те мо́й, и҆ оу҆подо́бисѧ се́рнѣ и҆лѝ ю҆нцꙋ̀ є҆ле́ней, на го́ры а҆рѡма́тѡвъ.