and the (ladies) who look out at the lattice [the eyes] are darkened:
And the doors [the lips] are shut towards the street,
while the sound of the grinding is low,
And the voice riseth into a sparrow’s [‘childish treble’]
and all the daughters of song [words] are faint.
They are afraid too of a steep place,
and terror besets every way;
and the almond-tree is in bloom [white hair[[322]]],
and the locust drags itself along,
and the caper-berry fails [to excite the appetite],