Sol 5.6

  1. Hail his sipping at the limpid, sweet-watered spring;

    and pass the cup round from its sweetness, like choicest wine.

  2. He has journeyed by guidance and made his circuit with sound judgment;

    may God reward his journeying and his circling—

  3. not those who roamed the regions until

    they fell like grit into the eye of the press.

  4. They defiled—and with it defiled—poe—

    —try, and sought to make a trade of the reed pen.

  5. So consign them beneath the sandal of criti—

    —cism; then crush the poisons of culture.

Sol 5.6