Sol 6.1

  1. On his temple are splashes of musk from him;

    and on his cheek are tracings in musk from him.

  2. His swaying figure is like a branch of a bān tree;

    upon it is a black serpent resembling hair.

  3. Listen, you two: recount from me the tales of love for her;

    for the copyists have never seen anyone worthy in them.

  4. And how many a night have I spent drunk with love for her,

    and gray hair sang the strings—broad white blazes to me [wording unclear].

  5. So youthful dalliance and youth met no rough rebuff there,

    though the elders had been threatened with rough rebuff.

Sol 6.1