1. And had you seen me, when I had won him,

    At night, with darkness's veil hanging down,

  2. And in the eyelids a summons to slumber,

    And its hasty driver having urged them on,

  3. And the tale-bearers' eyes narrowed, just as

    The amorous youth caressed his beloved;

  4. So one was dozing, and another delirious,

    Babbling, and this one seemed drunk.

  5. And I said, "My lord, dawn's banner has appeared,

    And darkness is about to depart."

  6. Then he turned back, seeking my pillow, since

    He knew for certain that the tale-bearers had grown heedless.

  7. So he spent the night complaining, and I excusing him,

    And there was nothing but reproach and excuses.

  8. You would surely have thought us there two shoots of a bough,

    On a day of east wind, twisting and straightening.

  9. Oh, how sweet the night I delighted in—

    Radiant, with kisses the least of its delights!

Sol 6.1