1. I knew a man of letters and loved him
But soon this beloved was gone

2. And now, alas, when I speak to him
In an instant he fails to respond

3. Oh how I grieve, the days have torn
The cloak of youth from his stooped frame

4. Once sturdy upon his shoulders
Now from him, gray and frail remain

5. Grief called me, and I obeyed
Weeping for him with flowing tears

6. And I walked in his funeral, humble
Bidding him farewell amidst great fear

7. The wreaths upon him their perfume shed
And near his features, all scents excel

8. Then from his grave I turned back
Before me, weeping, and behind as well

9. In every soul, grief remains
In every heart for him, fire does swell

10. I knew a man of noble traits
And loved in him, the wise and keen

11. A soul like a soft breeze to the heart
That would blow and revive one forlorn

12. He was content with his hopes
I pray to God they do not fail

13. He saw them with a doubtful eye
But time has for people, a watchful eye

14. He pursued them with wondrous zeal
But time has for all, a wondrous way