مَزَجتmingled دُموعthe tears of جُفونِهِhis eyelids بِدِماءِwith blood
مَزَجت دُموع جُفونِهِ بِدِماءِ
ذِكراهُhis remembrance لِلأَحبابof loved ones وَالقَرناءِand companions
ذِكراهُ لِلأَحباب وَالقَرناءِ
His eyelids’ tears were mingled with blood
by his remembrance of loved ones and companions.
دَنفwasted with sickness يَدُبُّcreeps السُمّpoison فيthrough أَعضائِهِhis limbs
دَنف يَدُبُّ السُمّ في أَعضائِهِ
مِنfrom سورةthe fury of الأَشواقlongings وَالبَرحاءِand anguish
مِن سورة الأَشواق وَالبَرحاءِ
A wasted man, poison creeping through his limbs
from the fury of longing and anguish.
وَصلreached الضَناwasting sickness أَوصالَهُhis joints مُستَأصِلاًutterly destroying
وَصل الضَنا أَوصالَهُ مُستَأصِلاً
لِلجسمthe body وَصلas the reaching of النارfire لِلحلفاءِto halfa grass
لِلجسم وَصل النار لِلحلفاءِ
Wasting has reached his joints, utterly consuming
his body, as fire consumes halfa grass.
ذوpossessing مُقلَةٍan eye مَقروحَةٍwounded مُتَجنبkeeping away
ذو مُقلَةٍ مَقروحَةٍ مُتَجنب
عَنهاfrom it الكَرىslumber وَكّافةpouring copiously الأَنواءِrainstorms
عَنها الكَرى وَكّافة الأَنواءِ
He has a wounded eye, shunned
by slumber, pouring down rainstorms.
مُتَمَلمِلٌrestless قَلِقٌanxious سَحابةthroughout لَيلِهِhis night
مُتَمَلمِلٌ قَلِقٌ سَحابة لَيلِهِ
وَنَهارِهِand his day متمنعdenied الإغفاءِdozing
وَنَهارِهِ متمنع الإغفاءِ
Restless and anxious through the whole of his night
and day, unable to doze.
فَكَأَنso it is as though مِنof شَوكthe thorns of القتادthe qatad thornbush وسادهُhis pillow
فَكَأَن مِن شَوك القتاد وسادهُ
وَكَأَنَّand as though مَضجعَهُhis bed مِنof الرَمضاءِscorching ground
وَكَأَنَّ مَضجعَهُ مِن الرَمضاءِ
As though his pillow were made of qatad thorns,
and his bed of scorching ground.
يُبديshows ضراعةthe pleading of مُستَكينone subdued لِلنَوىby separation
يُبدي ضراعة مُستَكين لِلنَوى
عَنfrom مُسعَديهِhis consolers وَمُؤنسيهِand those who cheer him نائيfar away
عَن مُسعَديهِ وَمُؤنسيهِ نائي
He shows the pleading of one subdued by separation,
far from those who comfort and befriend him.
لَمnot أَنسَI forgot يَوماًa day مَرَّpassed ليfor me فيin جَلقJilliq
لَم أَنسَ يَوماً مَرَّ لي في جَلق
مَثوىthe abode of الجَمالbeauty وَمَوطنand the home of الظُرَفاءِthe refined
مَثوى الجَمال وَمَوطن الظُرَفاءِ
I have not forgotten a day I spent in Jilliq,
the abode of beauty and home of the refined,
فيin رَوضَةa garden مَوسومةmarked بتراتعwith grazing grounds [uncertain reading] الthe (continued)
في رَوضَة مَوسومة بتراتع ال
آرامgazelles بَلrather بِمُصارعby the places of death of الشُهَداءِmartyrs
آرام بَل بِمُصارع الشُهَداءِ
in a garden marked by the grazing grounds of
gazelles—rather, by the places where martyrs fall.
رقمتwere embroidered بِزَهرٍwith flowers يانعflourishing جَنباتِهاits sides
رقمت بِزَهرٍ يانع جَنباتِها
كَالوَشيlike ornament فيon الدِيباجَةbrocade الخَضراءِgreen
كَالوَشي في الدِيباجَة الخَضراءِ
Its sides were embroidered with flourishing flowers,
like ornament on green brocade.
مَسكيةmusky أَنفاسُهاits breaths فَكَأَنَّماso it is as though
مَسكية أَنفاسُها فَكَأَنَّما
هَبَتblew نَسائِمُهاits breezes بِنَشرwith the fragrance of كَباءِincense
هَبَت نَسائِمُها بِنَشر كَباءِ
Its breaths were musky, as though
its breezes blew with the fragrance of incense.
يَنسابُglides جَولَهاits stream [uncertain reading] عَلىover الكافورcamphor وَالand the (continued)
يَنسابُ جَولَها عَلى الكافور وَال
عقبانgold [uncertain reading] مِنof تُربdust وِمِنand of حَصباءِpebbles
عقبان مِن تُرب وِمِن حَصباءِ
Its stream glides over camphor and
gold, in place of dust and pebbles [reading uncertain].
ضَحكتlaughed مَباسمthe smiling mouths of نورَهاits blossoms لَماwhen بَكىwept
ضَحكت مَباسم نورَها لَما بَكى
فيهاin it الغَمامthe clouds بِأَدمُعwith tears of الأَنداءِdew
فيها الغَمام بِأَدمُع الأَنداءِ
The smiling mouths of its blossoms laughed when
the clouds wept there with tears of dew.
تَسريwafts بِهاthrough it ريحthe wind of الشمالthe north عَليلةlanguid
تَسري بِها ريح الشمال عَليلة
فَتَخصso it favors مَوتىthose dead from الهَمcare بِالأَحياءِwith revival
فَتَخص مَوتى الهَم بِالأَحياءِ
The north wind wafts through it, languid,
reviving those whom care has killed.
وَتَجُرُّand trails أَذيالاًskirts هُناكَthere بَليلةًmoist
وَتَجُرُّ أَذيالاً هُناكَ بَليلةً
تَندىgrow dewy لَمسto the touch وَرانك[unclear word] الأَفياءِthe shades
تَندى لَمس وَرانك الأَفياءِ
And there it trails moist skirts,
dewy to the touch amid the shade [text unclear].
ماwhat is بَينَbetween نَغمةthe melody of مَنطقone giving voice بِبنانِهِwith his fingertips الthe (continued)
ما بَينَ نَغمة مَنطق بِبنانِهِ ال
وَتَرstring الفَصيحeloquent وَرَنةand the call of الوَرقاءِthe gray dove
وَتَر الفَصيح وَرَنة الوَرقاءِ
Amid the melody of one whose fingers give voice to
the eloquent string, and the gray dove’s call,
وَحَنينand the plaint of نَأيa flute [uncertain spelling] يَنفخbreathes الأَرواحspirits فيinto
وَحَنين نَأي يَنفخ الأَرواح في
صَرعىthose struck down by العَناsuffering وَالوَجدand yearning وَالاَهواءِand passions
صَرعى العَنا وَالوَجد وَالاَهواءِ
and the plaint of a flute breathing spirits into
those struck down by suffering, yearning, and passion;
وَمُغَرّدand a singer فيهِwithin him اِشتياقthe longing of مُتيمa besotted lover
وَمُغَرّد فيهِ اِشتياق مُتيم
يَشدوsings بِأَشجىwith the most plaintive مَنطقvoice وَغِناءِand song
يَشدو بِأَشجى مَنطق وَغِناءِ
and a singer filled with a besotted lover’s longing,
chanting in the most plaintive voice and song;
وَمقرطقand a tunic-clad youth يَسعىhurries إِلىto النَدماءِthe drinking companions
وَمقرطق يَسعى إِلى النَدماءِ
بِعَقيقةwith an agate فيin دُرةa pearl بَيضاءِwhite
بِعَقيقة في دُرة بَيضاءِ
and a tunic-clad youth hurrying to the drinking companions
with an agate in a white pearl.
وَنَديمناand our drinking companion ظَبيٌa gazelle غَريرٌinnocent بَينَناamong us
وَنَديمنا ظَبيٌ غَريرٌ بَينَنا
كَالبَدرlike the full moon بَينَamong كَواكبthe stars of الجَوزاءal-Jawza
كَالبَدر بَينَ كَواكب الجَوزاء
Our drinking companion was an innocent gazelle among us,
like the full moon amid the stars of al-Jawza.
أَبَداًalways تَرىyou see ماءَthe water of الحَياةlife بِخَدِهِon his cheek
أَبَداً تَرى ماءَ الحَياة بِخَدِهِ
مترقرِقاًshimmering مِنfrom نعمةwell-being وَحياءِand modesty
مترقرِقاً مِن نعمة وَحياءِ
You always see the water of life upon his cheek,
shimmering with well-being and modesty.
السُحُرُmagic يَعبدworships لَحظُهُhis glance وَالظَرفand wit يَخbegins ‘serves’
السُحُرُ يَعبد لَحظُهُ وَالظَرف يَخ
دمcompletes ‘serves’ لَفظَهُhis speech بِغَرائبwith wonders of الأَنباءِtales
دم لَفظَهُ بِغَرائب الأَنباءِ
Magic worships his glance, and wit serves
his speech with marvelous tales.
تَستلّsteal away أَحلامthe reason of الرِجالmen جُفونَهُhis eyelids
تَستلّ أَحلام الرِجال جُفونَهُ
بِعَزائِمِwith the spells of التَرنيقlanguid gazing وَالأَغضاءِand lowered eyelids
بِعَزائِمِ التَرنيق وَالأَغضاءِ
His eyelids steal away men’s reason
with the spells of languid glances and lowered lids.
نَشوانintoxicated مِنfrom سُكرthe drunkenness of الصِبىyouth فَكَأَنَّماso it is as though
نَشوان مِن سُكر الصِبى فَكَأَنَّما
لَعبتplayed بِمعطفِهِwith his supple frame يَدthe hand of الصَهباءِtawny wine
لَعبت بِمعطفِهِ يَد الصَهباءِ
Drunk on youth’s intoxication, as though
the hand of tawny wine had played with his supple frame.
وَيَهزand sways لِمحthe flash of الطَرفthe glance عاملthe spear-shaft of قَدهِhis stature
وَيَهز لِمح الطَرف عامل قَدهِ
هَزّas the swaying of النَسائِمِthe breezes بانةُa ban tree الجَرعاءِthe sandy plain
هَزّ النَسائِمِ بانةُ الجَرعاءِ
A darting glance sways the spear-shaft of his figure,
as breezes sway a ban tree on the sandy plain.
خنثsupple المَفاصلin the joints مطمعenticing متمنعelusive
خنث المَفاصل مطمع متمنع
مُتناسبharmonious الحَركاتin movements وَالأَعضاءِand limbs
مُتناسب الحَركات وَالأَعضاءِ
Supple-jointed, enticing yet elusive,
harmonious in movement and limb.
أَعضاؤُهُhis limbs نَمَتgrew عَلىaccording to ماwhat اِستَودَعَتstored
أَعضاؤُهُ نَمَت عَلى ما اِستَودَعَت
أَوهامُهُhis fancies مِنof رِقةdelicacy وَصَفاءِand purity
أَوهامُهُ مِن رِقة وَصَفاءِ
His limbs grew to embody what
his fancies held of delicacy and purity.
وَيَلوحand gleam دَمعthe tears of العاشِقينlovers بِخَدِهِon his cheek
وَيَلوح دَمع العاشِقين بِخَدِهِ
مُتَزاحِماًcrowding together أَبَداًalways لِطَرفbefore the eye of الرائيthe beholder
مُتَزاحِماً أَبَداً لِطَرف الرائي
Lovers’ tears gleam upon his cheek,
forever crowding before the beholder’s eye.
لَوif أَبصَرَتهُthey saw him القاصِراتthose restraining العينtheir gaze لافbegins ‘would be bewitched’
لَو أَبصَرَتهُ القاصِرات العين لاف
تَتَنَتcompletes ‘be bewitched’ بِسحرby the magic of المُقلةthe eye النَجلاءِwide and dark
تَتَنَت بِسحر المُقلة النَجلاءِ
Had the maidens of restrained gaze seen him, they would
have been bewitched by the magic of his wide dark eye.
وَجُلوسَناand our sitting مِنfrom حَولaround بَركَتِهاits pool كَماjust as
وَجُلوسَنا مِن حَول بَركَتِها كَما
دارَencircles السوارthe bracelet بِمعصمaround the wrist of الحَسناءِthe beautiful woman
دارَ السوار بِمعصم الحَسناءِ
And our sitting around its pool, as
a bracelet encircles a beautiful woman’s wrist.
لَماwhen رَأىhe saw قَلَقيmy anxiety لِقُربat the nearness of رَقيبِهِhis watcher
لَما رَأى قَلَقي لِقُرب رَقيبِهِ
قَلقthe anxiety of العَليلthe sick man لِطَلعةat the onset of الظَلماءِdarkness
قَلق العَليل لِطَلعة الظَلماءِ
When he saw my unease at his watcher’s nearness,
like a sick man’s unease at the coming of darkness,
وَرَأىand he saw لحاظيmy glances لاnot تَمُرُّpass بِوَجهِهِacross his face
وَرَأى لحاظي لا تَمُرُّ بِوَجهِهِ
إِلّاexcept اِختِلاساًfurtively خشيةfor fear of الرَقباءِthe watchers
إِلّا اِختِلاساً خشية الرَقباءِ
and saw my glances cross his face
only furtively, for fear of the watchers,
وَتَنفَسand the sighing الصَعداءِdeeply منيfrom me مشعراًbetraying
وَتَنفَس الصَعداءِ مني مشعراً
بِتَوَقُدof the blazing of الأَشواقlongings فيin الأَحشاءِthe innards
بِتَوَقُد الأَشواق في الأَحشاءِ
and my deep sighing, betraying
the blaze of longing in my breast,
وَرَأىand he saw سَوابقthe foremost rush of عبرَتيmy tears فَضاحةbetraying secrets
وَرَأى سَوابق عبرَتي فَضاحة
قَدalready قَربتhad brought سرّيmy secret إِلىto الإِفشاءdisclosure
قَد قَربت سرّي إِلى الإِفشاء
and saw my racing tears, so revealing,
bring my secret close to disclosure,
أَومىhe signaled إِليَّto me بِطَرفِهِwith his eye إِيماءَةًa gesture
أَومى إِليَّ بِطَرفِهِ إِيماءَةً
خَفيتwent unnoticed لِرقتهاthrough its subtlety عَنby النَدماءِthe drinking companions
خَفيت لِرقتها عَن النَدماءِ
he signaled to me with his eye, a gesture
too subtle for the drinking companions to perceive:
إِنظُرlook إِلىat شَخصيmy image بِهاin it متملياًgazing your fill
إِنظُر إِلى شَخصي بِها متملياً
إِنif كُنتَyou are تَخشىafraid of أَعيُنthe eyes of الجُلَساءِthe companions
إِن كُنتَ تَخشى أَعيُن الجُلَساءِ
“Gaze your fill at my image in it,
if you fear the eyes of those sitting with us.”
فَظَللتso I kept أَنظُرgazing at شَخصَهُhis image فيin مائِهاits water
فَظَللت أَنظُر شَخصَهُ في مائِها
وَيخصنيand he favors me بِالأُنسwith intimacy وَالسَرّاءِand delight
وَيخصني بِالأُنس وَالسَرّاءِ
So I kept gazing at his image in its water,
while he favored me with intimacy and delight.
أَشكوI complain إِلَيهِto him ماwhat لَقيتI suffered وَيَشتَكيand he complains
أَشكو إِلَيهِ ما لَقيت وَيَشتَكي
ماwhat نالَهُbefell him بِالوَحيthrough secret hints وَالإِيماءِand gestures
ما نالَهُ بِالوَحي وَالإِيماءِ
I complained to him of what I had suffered, and he lamented
what had befallen him, through hints and gestures.
فَاِرتابَso grew suspicious مِنat نَظَرgazing الرَقيبthe watcher وَقالَand said ليto me
فَاِرتابَ مِن نَظَر الرَقيب وَقالَ لي
ماذاwhat تَرىdo you see فيin الماءِthe water ياO مَولائيmy lord
ماذا تَرى في الماءِ يا مَولائي
The watcher grew suspicious of my gazing and said to me,
“What do you see in the water, my lord?
هِبgrant إِنthat أَطراقthe lowered head of الأَديبthe cultivated man لَنُكتةfor a subtle point
هِب إِن أَطراق الأَديب لَنُكتة
ماذاwhy البُكاءthe weeping وَلاتwhen it is not حينَa time for بُكاءِweeping
ماذا البُكاء وَلات حينَ بُكاءِ
Granted that a cultivated man lowers his head for a subtle thought—
why these tears, when this is no time for weeping?”
فَأَجَبتُهُso I answered him أَنيthat I أَرىsee ياO سَيديmy master
فَأَجَبتُهُ أَني أَرى يا سَيدي
شَمسthe sun of النهارday غَريقةdrowned فيin الماءِthe water
شَمس النهار غَريقة في الماءِ
I answered him, “I see, my master,
the sun of day drowned in the water.
وَجَرَتand flowed لِتَحديقيbecause of my staring إِلَيهاat it أَدمُعيmy tears
وَجَرَت لِتَحديقي إِلَيها أَدمُعي
لاnot إِنbecause جَرَتthey flowed لِصَبابةfrom ardent love وَعَناءِand suffering
لا إِن جَرَت لِصَبابة وَعَناءِ
My tears flowed from staring at it,
not from yearning and suffering.”
ياO رَبLord ماnot زالَceased الرَقيبthe watcher يَسوءَنيvexes me
يا رَب ما زالَ الرَقيب يَسوءَني
فاِرمso strike الرَقيبthe watcher بِعاجلwith swift الضَرّاءِaffliction
فاِرم الرَقيب بِعاجل الضَرّاءِ
O Lord, the watcher never ceases to vex me;
strike the watcher with swift affliction!
سَقياًblessings of rain لِأَيامfor the days of الصَبابَةardent love وَالصِبىand youth
سَقياً لِأَيام الصَبابَة وَالصِبى
وَلِمَعهدand for the haunts of الأَلافloved ones وَالخَلطاءِand companions
وَلِمَعهد الأَلاف وَالخَلطاءِ
May the days of yearning and youth be watered,
and the familiar haunts of loved ones and companions!
ياO لَيتَwould that شعريmy knowledge ماwhat الَّذيthat which أَغرىincited الوىseparation [uncertain reading]
يا لَيتَ شعري ما الَّذي أَغرى الوى
تَعستmay it perish بَصَدعto shattering الشَملthe union وَالاقصاءand banishment
تَعست بَصَدع الشَمل وَالاقصاء
Would that I knew what incited separation—
may it perish!—to shatter our union and drive us apart.
ياO رَبLord قَدindeed طالَhas lasted long البُعادseparation فَلمso has not تَدَعleft
يا رَب قَد طالَ البُعاد فَلم تَدَع
مِنof مُهجَتيmy life-blood الأَشواقlongings غَيرexcept زَماءa last flicker of life
مِن مُهجَتي الأَشواق غَير زَماء
O Lord, separation has lasted long, and longing has left
of my life-blood only a last flicker.
وَأملَّand wearied سَقيmy sickness [uncertain reading] عَوَّديmy sickbed visitors إِذاwhen يَأستmade despair [uncertain reading]
وَأملَّ سَقي عَوَّدي إِذا يَأست
منيof me الطَبيبthe physician وَطبهُand his medicine أَدوائيmy ailments
مني الطَبيب وَطبهُ أَدوائي
My illness wearied my visitors when
my ailments made the physician and his medicine despair of me.
وَلبستand I wore مِنfrom حُللthe robes of السقامsickness مورّساًa yellow-dyed garment
وَلبست مِن حُلل السقام مورّساً
قَدalready رَقَّيتُهُembroidered it [uncertain reading] مُقلَتيmy eye بِدِماءِwith blood
قَد رَقَّيتُهُ مُقلَتي بِدِماءِ
Of sickness’s robes I wore a yellow-dyed one,
which my eye had embroidered with blood [reading uncertain].
وَقَسىand grew harsh عَلىtoward ضُعفيmy frailty زَمانيmy times عِندَماwhen
وَقَسى عَلى ضُعفي زَماني عِندَما
لانَتsoftened لبثيat my grief قسوةthe hardness of الأَعداءِthe enemies
لانَت لبثي قسوة الأَعداءِ
My times grew cruel to my frailty, when
even my enemies’ hardness softened at my grief.
ياO رَبLord إِنif كانis الزَمانtime مُعانِديopposing me
يا رَب إِن كان الزَمان مُعانِدي
أَبَداًalways بِإِقصاءٍby banishment عَنfrom الخَلصاءِtrue companions
أَبَداً بِإِقصاءٍ عَن الخَلصاءِ
O Lord, if time will always oppose me,
keeping me far from true companions,
فائذنthen permit لِروحيto my spirit بِالرواحto depart فَإِنَّماfor indeed
فائذن لِروحي بِالرواح فَإِنَّما
هِيَit مُهجَتيmy soul قَدalready آذنتannounced بِفَناءِof extinction
هِيَ مُهجَتي قَد آذنت بِفَناءِ
then let my spirit depart, for
my very soul has announced its end.
تَبّاًruin لِدَهرupon an age لَمnot تَزَلcease أَحداثُهُits misfortunes
تَبّاً لِدَهر لَم تَزَل أَحداثُهُ
تَجنيcommit wrongs عَلىagainst الأَحرارthe noble وَالادباءِand the learned
تَجني عَلى الأَحرار وَالادباءِ
Ruin upon an age whose misfortunes never cease
to wrong the noble and the learned!
دانَfollowed اللئامthe base بسيرةby a way of life مَذمومةblameworthy
دانَ اللئام بسيرة مَذمومة
وَبِصُحبةand by companionship of زورfalsehood بِغَيرwithout وَفاءِloyalty
وَبِصُحبة زور بِغَير وَفاءِ
The base follow a blameworthy way,
and sham companionship, without loyalty.
أَحشاؤُهُمtheir innards مَحشوةstuffed بِضَغائنwith grudges
أَحشاؤُهُم مَحشوة بِضَغائن
وَضُلوعَهُمand their ribs تَطوىare folded عَلَيَaround الشَحناءِhatred
وَضُلوعَهُم تَطوى عَلَيَ الشَحناءِ
Their innards are stuffed with grudges,
and their ribs close around hatred.
لَماwhen بَليتI was afflicted بِهُمwith them بَلَوتI tested خِلالَهُمtheir characters
لَما بَليت بِهُم بَلَوت خِلالَهُم
دَهراًfor an age فَحيرso bewildered لُؤمَهُمtheir baseness آرائيmy judgments
دَهراً فَحير لُؤمَهُم آرائي
When I was afflicted with them, I tested their characters
for an age; their baseness bewildered my judgment.
وَرَأَيتُand I saw أَدناهُمthe lowest of them يَتيهُboasting بِنَقصِهِof his shortcomings
وَرَأَيتُ أَدناهُم يَتيهُ بِنَقصِهِ
لُؤماًout of baseness فَتهتso I took pride بِعِزَتيin my dignity وَأَبائيand my self-respect
لُؤماً فَتهت بِعِزَتي وَأَبائي
I saw the lowest of them boast of his failings
out of baseness; so I took pride in my dignity and self-respect.
جايتهمI shunned them [uncertain reading] وَأَناwhile I مُقيمdwelt بَينَهُمamong them
جايتهم وَأَنا مُقيم بَينَهُم
وَكَتَمتand I concealed أَحزانيmy sorrows وَعظمand the magnitude of بَلائيmy affliction
وَكَتَمت أَحزاني وَعظم بَلائي
I shunned them while dwelling in their midst,
and hid my grief and the magnitude of my ordeal.
أَوand is it that كُلَماwhenever أَثرىgrew rich دَنيٌّa base man فيamong الوَرىhumankind
أَو كُلَما أَثرى دَنيٌّ في الوَرى
دانَتsubmitted لَهُto him لُؤماًbasely بَنوthe children of حَوّاءِEve
دانَت لَهُ لُؤماً بَنو حَوّاءِ
And whenever a base man grows rich among mortals,
must Eve’s children bow to him so basely?
أَيقَنتI knew for certain أَنthat ذَويthose possessing المروَّةnoble character كُلَهُمall of them
أَيقَنت أَن ذَوي المروَّة كُلَهُم
فيin غُربةestrangement فَبَكيتso I wept لِلغَرباءfor the strangers
في غُربة فَبَكيت لِلغَرباء
I knew for certain that all those of noble character
live in estrangement, and I wept for the strangers.
وَرَأَيتand I found أَياميmy days بَحرٍwith a noble man [uncertain reading] واحِدٍa single
وَرَأَيت أَيامي بَحرٍ واحِدٍ
لَيسَتwere not تَجودgenerous فَحدتso I turned aside بِالحَوباءِwith my soul
لَيسَت تَجود فَحدت بِالحَوباءِ
I found my days, in granting a single noble man,
ungenerous; so I turned aside with my soul.
Sol 6.1