1. My father be ransom for a gazelle-fawn who caught smallpox and gained—

    —through his pockmarks, beauty and radiance.

  2. Perfection in beauty did not suffice him until

    his face was crowned with scattered pearls.

  3. And I think the full moons have dotted him,

    when he shone, with stars, out of delight.

  4. His body grew so delicate that you saw the pearls

    of his mouth in rows upon his cheeks.

  5. A perfect full moon—upon his cheeks you see,

    if you study his beauty spot, camphor.

  6. He captivated me [uncertain reading], then swayed like a supple bough,

    and appeared, shining like a radiant full moon,

  7. with a forehead gleaming beneath an embroidered band,

    green, which adorned his languid eyelid.

  8. O gazelle of the wine-cup, we had known

    you as a companion; when did you learn to shy away?

  9. Abandon this coyness and pity a tormented soul

    who has found no ally against you in love.

  10. For you he has become worn out, his tears unrestrained,

    love-crazed, having found no one to shelter him from you.

Sol 6.1