1. Why does my kindness, which I took along

    Among men, become like my ill-treatment?

  2. Never have I restrained harm without its plunging

    Toward me by the hand of my forgiveness and patience.

  3. Thus I am patient, forgiving, and sensible,

    And I rend the terror-stricken in my leaps.

  4. So when I am heedless of the ingrate, I merely

    Present him with death through my moments of heedlessness.

Sol 6.1