1. Of lineage pure, for a time I loved her,
Honored her dwelling and strove her to bless.

2. I frequented her till I wearied of her,
And the sweetness of life was in long severance.

3. I left her to parents and friends that would guide her,
Well-wishers wise, to take care of her youth.

4. She came as I wished, no too short, no too tall,
No fault or excess in the world found in her.

5. In a robe embroidered I clad her, to finish
Her raiment, and make her in glory complete.

6. No night in time but I fled from her precincts,
No union but sunrise revealed her to me.

7. Once she was food my hunger to please,
Now absence from her contents and feeds me.