Sol 5.6

  1. There the saddles of weary, hollow-eyed camels were set down;

    too much swift pacing had diminished their pace.

  2. We hold back a tear whose hobble parting has loosed,

    and whose resting place estrangement from the beloved has disturbed.

  3. No wonder, then, that the tears of one enslaved by love overflow

    upon the dwelling— their gentle shower watering its ruins.

Sol 5.6