The Soul in Its Coat of All Colors
The soul, the soul speaks:
“Who cast me into the Tibil, the earth,
Who cast me into the Tibil, the earth, who chained me in the wall?
Who cast me into the stocks, which matches the fullness of the world?
Who threw a chain round me, that is without measure?
Who clothed me in a coat of all colours and kinds?”
Mcl.. Wilson (Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1974),
