Know thou, most dear To this thy father, that the drenched world, When risen clean washed from water, shall receive From thee her lordliest governors, from thee Daughters of noblest soul." So Japhet said, "Sir, I am young, but of my mother straight I will go ask a wife, that this may be.
I pray you, therefore, as the manner is Of fathers, give me land that I may reap Corn for sustaining of my wife, and bruise The fruit of the vine to cheer her." But he said, "Dost thou forget?
or dost thou not believe, My son ?" He answered, "I did ne'er believe, My father, ere to-day; but now, methinks, Whatever thou believest I believe, For thy beloved sake.

If this then be As thou (I hear) hast said, and earth doth bear The last of her wheat harvests, and make ripe The latest of her grapes; yet hear me, sir, None of the daughters shall be given to me If I be landless." Then his father said, "Lift up thine eyes toward the north, my son" And so he did.

"Behold thy heritage!" Quoth the world's prince and master, "far away Upon the side o' the north, where green the field Lies every season through, and where the dews Of heaven are wholesome, shall thy children reign; I part it to them, for the earth is mine; The Highest gave it me: I make it theirs.
Moreover, for thy marriage gift, behold The cedars where thou sleepedst! There are vines; And up the rise is growing wheat.

I give (For all, alas! is mine),--I give thee both For dowry, and my blessing." And he said, "Sir, you are good, and therefore the Most High Shall bless me also.

Sir, I love you well.".