Veniat dilectus meus (Pierre de Manchicourt)

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Editor: Andrew Fysh (submitted 2020-09-07).   Score information: A4, 19 pages, 428 kB   Copyright: CC BY SA
Edition notes: At original notated pitch (for SATTBB). Original note values retained. Transcribed and edited from the printed source listed below. Revised edition uploaded 7 September 2020.

General Information

Title: Veniat dilectus meus (2.p. Qualis est dilectus tuus}
Composer: Pierre de Manchicourt
Source of text: Song of Songs 5:1, 9–10, 15–16

Number of voices: 6vv   Voicing: SATTBB
Genre: SacredMotetAntiphon for the Nativity of the BVM

Language: Latin
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1554 in Liber tertius Cantionum Sacrarum (Phalèse), no. 12

Description: This is one of seven settings of text from the Song of Songs (Canticum Canticorum) among Manchicourt's output of more than seventy motets.

Original text and translations

Latin.png Latin text

Véniat diléctus meus in hortum suum,
   ut comédat fructum pomórum suórum.
Veni in hortum meum, soror mea, sponsa:
   méssui myrrham meam et aromátibus meis.
Comédi favum meum cum melle meo;
   bibi vinum meum cum lacte meo.
Coméditi, amíci, et bíbite,
   et inebriámini, caríssimi.

Qualis est diléctus tuus, O pulchérrima muliérum?
Diléctus meus eléctus ex míllibus.
Spécies ejus ut cedrus Libáni,
   et totus desiderábilis.
Talis est diléctus meus,
   et iste est amícus meus, fíliae Jerúsalem.

English.png English translation

Let my beloved come into his garden,
   that he may eat the fruit of his apple trees.
I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse:
   I have gathered my myrrh with my spices.
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
   I have drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, O friends, and drink,
   and be inebriated, O dearly beloved.

How is thy beloved, O thou fairest among women?
My beloved is the chiefest among ten thousand.
His countenance is as the cedars of Lebanon,
   and he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
   and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.