Sol 5.6

  1. Each morning and each evening, I

    stand vigil at your doors and offer greetings.

  2. And Murr, I am told, complains of sickness in his eyelids;

    longing raged against me, while passion waned.

  3. So redness in the joints is nothing strange,

    nor is sickness in the eyelids cause for wonder.

  4. Long ago we complained of her, and she clasped our hearts;

    now behold—you complain of her and suffer wrong.

Sol 5.6