Of this day's glorious feast and revel
The pleasure and delight are difficult to describe.
Plucked from the lute in a swift, tumultuous jangling
The new melodies in beauty reached the divine.
Skillful singers intoned the high words,
Those who knew the tune heard the trueness of their singing
We sat there each with the same desire
And like thoughts by each unexpressed:
" Man in the world lodging for a single lifetime
Passes suddenly like dust borne on the wind
Then let us hurry out with high steps
And be the first to reach the highways and fords,
Rather than stay at home wretched and poor,
For long years plunged in sordid grief. "