1. He attained of beauty what he chose
Then he attained of beauty what was left

2. My eyelids delight in his tears
As if he had shed them out of joy

3. If my heart was with me, I would have consoled it
But it is with the chambers of the queen

4. O you whose paths lead to the honor
Of the exalted and the glory unshared

5. You tasked me with your distant desire and one
Who seeks the pardon of the generous with persistence

6. And from your songs a confusing
In which the threaded and the thread are lost

7. If I say I will attain both
I would say that stillness is like motion