LXI.
To the singers singing on high
You who produce nightingale (sounds) from the organ of your voice (fibers, vocal cords),
May the most profound voice of your mouth sing well harmoniously with a measure of
your heart.
LXII.
He blames in song those not restoring interchange
So many couplets I sent you, as many as there are rivers of paradise,
But not a drop flows from your spring to me.
Now therefore if you do not send back the the same number of writings written,
The dull pen will fill its cover.
LXIII.
On some antidotes
Death makes equal (is the same as) aloe, one flavor unites each of them (bitterness).
You also draw these lots it is slow to equal bitterness,
May I confess that Serapion is outstanding to all these herbs.
LXIV.
He who takes hold of a gift, must give one back in return.
A gift brings together dear friends one or the other,
If the doer brings back, if the giver receives.
[if the one who receives also gives, if the one who gives also gives]
LXV.
And you will be a worm and by a worm you will be devoured.
You will be that for him, man, that you have given, so that you will be devoured by his mouth.
Why, ash and worm, are you proud with a swollen neck?
LXVI.
To whom the blessing is sent concerning a spoon.
Let others give the yellow metal [?gold] by balancing a pair of scales.
But the world lives, because (his) life hung on the cross:
Thus a little way is great,, wood is more precious than gold.
LXVII.
Spoons are sent to the pontifical right hand.
The great, the very small,the gold hand, take up the cross.
I do not want the gift of scales, but the free hearts of giving.
I dare, what is not a part, to consume all.
How many poems I wrote, that number of times I polished the cross;
Scraps of paper for sale, however, they are given free.
LXVIII.
He terrifies a friend.
With how many fingers do I write, I send that number of poems to you.
A rough voice: “Go”; too much joy: “Come”.
He brings together this lambs, the other voice disperses the young goats 37.
They can weigh these voices carefully to compose (our) habits.
If we desire the respite of the queen, let us fear the fire.
LXIX.
To he who is hostile
Among wars laws are silent, in peace they speak.
Time is present with war, laws will come with their times.
In this way strife (arguments, conflicts) hold fast, peace is not destroyed after wars (war trumpets).
He will not be conquered in the forum, who tries to conquer in the field.
LXX.
On the difference between the light (not serious) and the heavy (serious)
Bristling at the cliff, do not bear the mud;
When light things are treated seriously, serious things are treated lightly.
So the heavy going is not as if being tied in a knot.
Nothing of sin by sin proceeds to profit.