To mourn and weep in a ruined home,
I have three daughters, lovely and sage,
But spouseless and weak in orphanage."
"What gift to him who returns your spouse?"
"All the gold and silver in the house."
"Of gold and silver I have no need,
Some other guerdon must be my meed."
"I have three great mills; all shall be thine.
They grind white wheat and benzoin fine,
The delicate flour, so finely wrought,