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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - A Year`s SpinningElizabeth Barrett Browning - A Year`s Spinning
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1 He listened at the porch that day,     To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ran back away,     While through the door he brought the sun:     But now my spinning is all done.                    2 He sat beside me, with an oath     That love ne`er ended, once begun; I smiled—believing for us both,     What was the truth for only one:     And now my spinning is all done.                    3 My mother cursed me that I heard     A young man`s wooing as I spun: Thanks, cruel mother, for that word—     For I have, since, a harder known!     And now my spinning is all done.                    4 I thought—O God!—my first-born`s cry     Both voices to mine ear would drown: I listened in mine agony—     It was the silence made me groan!     And now my spinning is all done.                    5 Bury me `twixt my mother`s grave,     (Who cursed me on her death-bed lone) And my dead baby`s (God it save!)     Who, not to bless me, would not moan.     And now my spinning is all done.                    6 A stone upon my heart and head,     But no name written on the stone! Sweet neighbours, whisper low instead,     "This sinner was a loving one—     And now her spinning is all done."                    7 And let the door ajar remain,     In case he should pass by anon; And leave the wheel out very plain,—     That HE, when passing in the sun,     May see the spinning is all done.
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