Sol 6.1

  1. The graceful maidens came to us in robes of reason,

    Unfolding to reveal knowledge, and folded around enchantment.

  2. The splendor of their unfolding toys with minds,

    And their delicate appearance distracts one from journeying.

  3. Sweeter than glad tidings that come after an absence,

    And fairer than a blessing received with gratitude.

  4. For I have seen no necklace more splendid in its radiance,

    Or whose finely wrought verse was more akin to prose than this.

  5. You see each verse standing on its own,

    Its meanings taking pride in its radiant words.

  6. They adorned themselves with bodily qualities, then disguised themselves,

    And swayed as they turned away, flowing within a space.

  7. The clouds of thought resounded within them and brought forth

    Pearls of light in their radiant gardens.

  8. So they came, their meaning mingling with their wording,

    As the cloud's daughter mingled with wine.

  9. More closely related to it than its own letters,

    And more in need of being made known than a noble deed.

  10. I strung them into a necklace, just as reason strung

    Your loyalty in the necklace of generosity and glory.

  11. As though, when they passed over your mouth, there poured forth

    From your front teeth into their words the radiance of cheer.

  12. Their delicate wording spared us wine's heady force,

    And their refinement kept us safe from a drunken lapse.

Sol 6.1