1. Set aside the cup of passion; I have been given drink

    Of the wine of forgetting, until I drank my fill.

  2. The cupbearer of solace kept plying

    Me with cups after which I never thirsted.

  3. O you arrogant one, lording it over us!

    Woe to you! Tell me who you are; I have forgotten.

  4. Even if you paved the road with pearls so I might step

    Upon it toward your house, I would not consent.

  5. I have no need for it to be said, 'So-and-so

    And so-and-so exchanged visits'—as long as I live.

Sol 6.1