1. I have come to complain no more of calamities; I only

    lament an age that has left me no one to whom I might lament.

  2. It has taken my intimate friends, my family—all whom I loved—

    and annihilated the brothers of true fellowship, destroying them.

  3. They lived in comfort, while I was kept alive to suffer their loss;

    so let whoever weeps, weep for me—not for them.

  4. I remained after them as though bewildered,

    in a trackless wilderness, finding no way through.

Sol 5.6