Sol 6.1

  1. Are you eager for the morning draught, Abu Ali,

    At desire's bidding and with a friend's approval,

  2. By a river upon which the winds have a coat of mail,

    Gilded by sunset and by sunrise?

  3. When the sun turns yellow over it, it pours

    Saffron-perfumed water upon its waves.

  4. I stood beside it; how many a companion's cheek

    Flirts with me above a slender figure!

  5. And embers blazed among the branches until

    They made the water vanish in the fire's glare.

  6. So black horses, in an arena of raw gold,

    Have balls of agate fashioned for them.

  7. Then would you care for musk's seal, with its opened

    Pouches, and for sealed, pure wine?

Sol 6.1