1. She saw something smiling at her and turned away;

    and its reward from her was a frown.

  2. And she said, when she saw in it the comb's

    precious blackness, which did not match it:

  3. “Meet its ivory with an ivory comb,

    and leave ebony for ebony.”

  4. For if my soul has grieved over the wound of gray hair,

    then gray hair is a wound that cannot be healed.

Sol 6.1