1. And a playful girl, plundering youth of its adornments,

    versed in love’s ways, a knotter of reins;

  2. a gazelle of the dark night amid meteors of keen swords,

    and a full moon amid the stars of amulets.

  3. My sleep once lay between a wine-cup and a garden;

    then my sleeplessness came to lie between a glance and a sword.

  4. And were it not for an enrapturing love-prelude among my odes,

    no dream-phantom could have contrived to visit a sleeper.

Sol 6.1