Leone Leoni
(c.1560 - 1627)

Adjuro vos filiæ
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One of a collection of settings from the Song of Solomon from Promptuarii musici (vol. 3), 1613.
Lyrics: Song of Solomon ch.5, v.8-10, 13, 16; ch.6, v.1,2

Adjuro vos, filiæ Jerusalem, si inveneritis dilectum meum,
ut nuntietis ei quia amore langueo.
Qualis est dilectus tuus ex dilecto, o pulcherrima mulierum?
qualis est dilectus tuus ex dilecto, quia sic adjurasti nos?
Dilectus meus candidus et rubicundus electus ex milibus
Labia ejus lilia, distillantia myrrham primam.
Guttur illius suavissimum, et totus desiderabilis, et totus amabilis.
Talis est dilectus meus, ipse est amicus meus, filiæ Jerusalem,.
Quo abiit dilectus tuus, o pulcherrima mulierum? quo declinavit dilectus tuus?
et quæremus eum tecum.
Dilectus meus descendit in hortum suum ad areolam aromatum,
ut pascatur in hortis, et lilia colligat.
Ego dilecto meo, et dilectus meus mihi.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine.