1. Your finest hours of pleasure

    Are the hours of early morning.

  2. No day, if you shorten

    It with a morning draught, is short.

  3. And the refined, noble man, away from

    His brethren, has no patience.

  4. And we have wine during

    The drinking—not wine of pressed juice—

  5. With a hue and a fragrance

    Both fashioned from the roses of Jur.

  6. And cupbearers who, when they pour,

    Salute with the basil of their breasts.

  7. And an enemy to you in

    The cold, a friend in the midday heat,

  8. Borrows coolness and

    Radiance from the hail-white teeth.

  9. So delicate it almost vanishes

    At a gesture from one who points.

  10. So come to us; you will find what you

    Desire of a life in bloom.

Sol 6.1