“Can the papyrus grow up without a marsh?
Can the rushes or reed grass grow without water?

(But from my youth the orphan grew up with me as with a father,
And from my mother’s womb I have been the widow’s guide),

“Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field;
They leave and do not return to them.

“My eye has grown dim (unexpressive) because of grief,
And all my [body’s] members are [wasted away] like a shadow.