Part

 1    I|      waving to and fro as His curl waves,~Sometimes a shining
 2    I|                           THE CURL~IF you ask of me the long
 3    I|   long story~Of the Beloved's curl,~I cannot answer, for it
 4    I|      form,~But the end of the curl told me to hide its glory,~
 5    I|      and difficult.~ ./. That curl enchains lovers' hearts,~
 6    I|  tight.~Never at rest is that curl,~Ever moving to and fro~
 7    I| perfume of that~amber-scented curl~Was blown by the wind on
 8    I|    Sore troubled am I by that curl~Which veils my longing soul
 9    I|    Life.~The blackness of His curl turns day into night,~The
10    I|      plurality and unity.~His curl will teach you the knowledge
11   VI|     of this mortal sphere,~As curl, down, mole, and brow on
12  XIV|     full of joy,~Or, like His curl, I am waving;~Sometimes,