WINDING and grinding Round goes the mill: Winding and grinding Should never stand still. Ask not if neighbor Grind great or small: Spare not your labor, Grind your wheat all. Winding and grinding round goes the mill: Winding and grinding should never stand still. Winding and grinding Work through the day, Grief never minding -- Grind it away! What though tears dropping Rust as they fall? Have no wheel stopping -- Work comforts all. Winding and grinding round goes the mill: Winding and grinding should never stand still. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO FLUSH, MY DOG by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING IN THIS DARK HOUSE by EDWARD DAVISON SUMMER STORM by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE HERITAGE by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL STRANGE MEETING by WILFRED OWEN KNEE-DEEP IN JUNE by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |