1. He stirred up my sorrows and my terrors—

    the one who used to carry my messages.

  2. One day I saw him and questioned him

    about her, as was my wont.

  3. Then from him came a look that roused in me

    an affliction surpassing all afflictions.

  4. Indeed, though I openly show that I shun her,

    while my longing and lovesick yearnings have lingered on,

  5. and she has become my neighbor within the inviolable precinct,

    sidelong-eyed, unapproachable and never herself approaching—

  6. I surely preserve whatever bond there was with her,

    and am true to her in every condition of mine.

Sol 5.6