Sol 5.6

  1. And there passed our way the chosen man—the choice of Tayy;

    he quenched his marrow, which had been thirsty and parched.

  2. We kept tawny wine before him, its scent like musk,

    throughout his stay, until he struck camp and set out at morning.

  3. Then he journeyed on with befuddlement upon him,

    taking the land’s rugged reaches for level plain and valley.

Sol 5.6