1. My hope drew near—so near that, to seize it, I stretched out

    a hand; then it wheeled away, journeying toward the Milky Way.

  2. So I came to hope for nothing, though I had once been certain;

    and it ended up beside Sirius, though once it had been within my grasp.

  3. I had been envied, but then I became envious;

    I had been the object of hope, but then became one who hoped.

  4. Such is Fortune in its reversals and changes;

    so let no one who is wise ever feel safe from Fortune.

Sol 5.6