“Jeweller!” said that purest gem,
“Why jest ye men? So mad ye are!
Three words thou spakest at one time;
thoughtless, forsooth, were all the three;
thou knowest not what one doth mean;
surely thy words outrun thy wit.
Thou sayest, thou deemest me in this dale,
because thou seest me with thine eyes;
again, thou sayest, that in this land
thyself wilt dwell with me e'en here;
thirdly,—this stream would'st freely pass;
this may no joyful jeweller.