Sol 5.6

  1. How many a wish and cherished desire I left behind me,

    and how many a soul’s need—renunciation stood between me and it.

  2. Whenever the soul recalled them, it yearned and gave a low moan,

    and in the extremity of longing wished a violent death would overtake it.

  3. Peace upon those abodes, toward which made their way

    souls; in that resting place dwelt learning and piety.

Sol 5.6