1. When day called out for departure,

    fleeing the looming darkness,

  2. and the dwellers of the margins felt secure

    within the dark night's canopies and curtains,

  3. we led toward them a doom among dooms:

    a dog, swift-running as a spinning top,

  4. exquisite in its famed beauty,

    with a muzzle rivaling proud, high-bridged noses.

  5. Beauty adorned its ears without earrings,

    and its tail was like nūn among the letters.

  6. It outruns the wind's utmost speed through the ranks,

    so the unfettered fugitive seems trussed up.

  7. And the basin and its beater, in varied rhythms,

    some heavy and some light,

  8. when I saw them on the night of the eclipse,

    until we halted beside standing oryx [reading uncertain],

  9. secure in the feared land.

    Then it chose them as an expert chooses,

  10. like an observer studying changing fortunes;

    then it paired the lean with the well-fed,

  11. and they darted through the unknown and the known:

    no companion stops for its familiar companion.

Sol 6.1