1. I called to him while the night's darkness lay thick,

    beneath the portico, buried among fragrant blossoms.

  2. I said, “Rise.” He said, “My leg will not obey me.”

    I said, “Take hold.” He said, “My hand will not aid me.”

  3. I neglected the cupbearer, and so he rendered me,

    as you see, bereft of reason and faith.”

Sol 5.6