1. Slender of form, with a countenance that puts the sun to shame,

    he steals lovers’ hearts with its beauty.

  2. So I said, “Grant me union, for a blaze has flared in my heart,

    and tears stream from my eye and pour forth.”

  3. Then he said, “Union with me is impossible; it has never come to be.

    But I shall grant you that by which the flame is quenched.

  4. So fill your eye’s cup with the water of my beauty, so that

    the blaze that makes your entrails burn may be quenched.”

Sol 6.1