Sol 6.1

  1. Leave it, Abu Wajzah, and sit among the sheep.

    For a youth like an arrow-shaft will suffice you.

  2. Girded up, he struts with brisk, short steps.

    And on his nape is a morsel among morsels.

  3. Its intimates have been driven mad, beyond a passing fit,

    until it settled on the nape of a dark, curly-haired one.

Sol 6.1