1. In the lofty shelter of the lord of all patrons,

    I am but one among his retainers.

  2. His beneficence came to me from him,

    flowing before I made my plea.

  3. The hand of my hope was opened wide

    by favors from him, following one another.

  4. How could he not take pity on my plight

    and my separation from my family?

  5. How could he not be generous to a servant

    with advancement and release?

  6. How could he not, when bounty from him

    comes ever in succession?

  7. He is the good fortune of king and realms,

    lavish in gifts;

  8. the one who ennobled Saturn

    with a lofty portion of his fortune,

  9. and lent Jupiter a forbearance

    embracing excellence of character.

  10. Mars drew a sword

    adorned by the beauty of its polish.

  11. He clothed the sun in a robe,

    radiant and never worn,

  12. and bestowed upon Venus a character

    of gentle moderation.

  13. Then he singled out the learned scribe

    for all forms of perfection,

  14. and set the peerless moon

    shining through the nights.

  15. All of them praise him

    in word and in their very state.

  16. May he ever remain a blessing to all creation,

    in unbroken bliss,

  17. so long as a man of letters adorns a page

    with lines strung like pearls.

Sol 6.1