Sol 5.6

  1. If you wish the Lord of your dispositions to be pleased with them,

    then do not reach evening angered by the workings of fate.

  2. For indeed the horns of the cavalry have given you a butting adversary,

    and indeed the keen-edged sword found you sharper still.

  3. You dyed your white hair, lovesick for the beloved—

    for a fair woman who reckoned you henna-stained fingertips.

  4. Life’s rope had only ever hung

    from the handhold of youth’s days—then it was severed.

Sol 5.6