Sol 6.1

  1. I saw a young man complain of severe pain

    In his wrist to a wise healer.

  2. So I asked him, 'Is it an illness or wounds?

    And what has caused this severe distress?'

  3. He said, 'I met a friendly old acquaintance,

    And he shook my hand like a stubborn tyrant.

  4. And shook my hand, squeezing hard, until

    I thought his fingers were pieces of iron.

  5. A handshake I deem the worst reminder

    Of meeting him—and I will not seek a repeat.

  6. And he did not mean to anger me with it, but

    He followed the new fashion in doing so.'

Sol 6.1