1. Rise, my boon companion, let us greet the dawn
The morn is nigh, or soon will dawn the morn

2. See how the Pleiades in yonder sky
Seem like a foot set free from mourner's shoon

3. She proffered me her right hand, and I filled it
With a flagon like a kindled planet bright

4. Oh sage, thine hours of heedlessness beware
Lest they deprive thee of the thoughts of fate

5. Drink from the cup of time while sweet the draft
For fast on summer treads autumnal blight

6. The night wind whispers in the dark and cool
While souls find ease at last in bodies tight

7. The skies will shower favor on the land
And earth makes ready for the rains in sight

8. What gardens lurk in the hearts of its soil
Whether with water-runnel or wadi-bed

9. Just one rain drop and, lo! should time allow
'Tis as though the two had met, as was their plight