==The Song Of The Old Mother== I RISE in the dawn, and I kneel - TopicsExpress



          

==The Song Of The Old Mother== I RISE in the dawn, and I kneel and blow Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow; And then I must scrub and bake and sweep Till stars are beginning to blink and peep; And the young lie long and dream in their bed Of the matching of ribbons for bosom and head, And their ~y goes over in idleness, And they sigh if the wind but lift a tress: While I must work because I am old, And the seed of the fire gets feeble and cold. https://poeticous/yeats/the-song-of-the-old-mother?locale=en&al=t
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 13:16:24 +0000

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