Fair Elphin, wipe the tears from thy face! Pensive melancholy will never
profit thee; though thou thinkest thou hast no gain; certainly too much
sorrow will do thee no good; doubt not of the great Creator's wonders;
though I am but little, yet am I endowed with great gifts. From the seas
and mountains, and from the bottom of rivers, God sends wealth to the
good and happy man.