And my dead babys (God it save!)

And now my spinning is all done.

It was the silence made me groan!

My mother cursed me that I heard

He sat beside me, with an oath

Sweet neighbours, whisper low instead,

And now my sp九*九*藏*书*网inning is all done.

May see the spinning is all done.

2

I thought--O God!--my first-borns cry

That HE, when passing in the sun,

(Who cursed me on her death-bed lone)

And now my spinning is all done.

6

Both voices to mine ear would drown:

While through the door he brought the sun:

"This sinner was a loving one--

Thanks, cruel mother, for that word--

For I have, since, a９9ｌiｂ•nｅｔ harder known!

3

He listened at the porch that day,

I smiled--believing for us both,

That love neer ended, once begun;

And now her spinning is all done."

1

What was the truth for only one:

And then it stopped, r九九藏书网an back away,

7

To hear the wheel go on, and on;

In case he should pass by anon;

Bury me twixt my mothers grave,

But no name written on the stone!

A stone upon my heart and head,

And九_九_藏_书_网 let the door ajar remain,

4

Who, not to bless me, would not moan.

But now my spinning is all done.

And now my spinning is all done.

I listened in mine agony--

And leave the wheel out very plain,--

5

A young mans wooing as I spun: