1. A goblet whose like no one hopes anymore to gain from their Lord,
He graced her with it as extra bounty;

2. In her glass seem forms which for loveliness
You'd deem Houris that strode from the Gardenbowers, or moonshine.

3. When her mixer excites her, she splits herself up
Into gold and pearls, twins and sole;

4. And 'tis as though they donned for the sake of adornment
Those shapes, and made them collars for their necks.