1. Whenever his gifts appear among us, they follow one upon another—

    and how many a rain cloud begins to give, yet never follows through!

  2. The reversals of his fortune had not yet put him to flight,

    so I said, “Perhaps Fortune has not turned at all.”

  3. What he seeks draws near to him, until it seems

    the light of dawn keeps pace with him in every quest.

Sol 5.6