Sol 5.6

  1. Had I gone ahead as scout for a people journeying toward

    this world of yours, you would not have found me a liar.

  2. I would have said: “That is a land whose growth is sickness,

    whose sweet water is poison to the youth, who wastes away.

  3. It is torment itself; be resolute, then, in your departure

    to somewhere else, and quit the abode, renouncing it.

  4. Never has it been purged for a day of its afflictions,

    nor even part of a day; so press the journey on with all speed.

  5. I have told you this with certainty, pure and unalloyed,

    and never was I one to tug upon falsehood’s ropes.”

Sol 5.6