Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GRANNY SPINS, by GREGOIRE LE ROY


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First Line: At her wheel the old, old granny
Last Line: Of the flax have all been spun.
Subject(s): Grandparents; Spinning; Grandmothers; Grandfathers; Great Grandfathers; Great Grandmothers


AT her wheel the old, old granny
Tells of things as old as she;
Thro' drowsy lids she seems to be
A child that spins at a toy jenny.

The flax is gold, and white's her hair.
The old crone weaves it, very slowly;
That she may hark, she bends her lowly
Over the wheel that speaks her fair.

Her right hand turns the wheel alway,
And with the left the flax is spun;
She thinks herself a little one
That turns and turns the wheel in play.

The flax she spins is tawny gold;
She sees it and it seems her hair;
And now she's dancing at the fair,
As round and round the wheel is roll'd.

'Tis smoothly now the wheel is plying,
Smooth the flax spins by above her;
Now she hears an ancient lover
Murmur how for her he's dying.

Now the wheel's last turn is done;
Empty hands before her spread:
Her love-stories like the thread
Of the flax have all been spun.





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