1. Two suns flashed before us, out of

    her radiance, claiming a debt from us.

  2. On a night, joy began

    through her to claim a debt from us.

  3. And away went, his palm now unfettered, the one

    whose two hands had once been shackled.

  4. I am he—if Time but knew

    my worth, it would be none but my slave;

  5. it would remain standing at my door

    and never turn against my will.

Sol 5.6