SIX skeins and three, six skeins and three! Good mother, so you stinted me, And here they be, -- ay, six and three! Stop, busy wheel! stop, noisy wheel! Long shadows down my chamber steal, An' warn me to make haste and reel. 'T is done, -- the spinning work complete, O heart of mine, what makes you beat So fast and sweet, so fast and sweet? I must have wheat and pinks, to stick My hat from brim to ribbon, thick, -- Slow hands of mine, be quick, be quick! One, two, three stars along the skies Begin to wink their golden eyes, -- I'll leave my thread all knots and ties. O moon, so red! O moon, so red! Sweetheart of night, go straight to bed; Love's light will answer in your stead. A-tiptoe, beckoning me, he stands, -- Stop trembling, little foolish hands, And stop the bands, and stop the bands! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DOG by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES MACFLECKNOE; OR, A SATIRE UPON THE TRUE-BLUE-PROTESTANT POET by JOHN DRYDEN A PRAISE OF HIS LADY by JOHN HEYWOOD KNEE-DEEP IN JUNE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY OUR BROTHER'S KEEPER by W. H. ANDERSON |