'S the lovely maïd ov Elwell Meäd.
An' oh! if I could teäme an' guide
The winds above the e'th, an' ride
As light as shootèn stars do glide,
O leänèn lawns ov Allen,
To you I'd teäke my daily flight,
Drough dark'nèn aïr in evenèn's light,
An' bid her every night "Good night,"
O leänèn lawns ov Allen.
Vor good, however good's a-waïgh'd,