The workers amid the peatfield wearies 
have one room to live in only 
This is so small that the great shawl of many 
patches 
that the women make fast together with 
coarse string 
covers the floor entirely. 
But the shawl that presently I myself will be 
bringing to you 
will have no joinings together. 
It will be of one great piece of pale flower colouring those that are too young to have 
certainty of shade 
And its edgings will be of the gold of new 
pennies 
And from the great looseness that will be 
falling about you for sure 
I will make unto you wings 
so that when you dance and for me only you 
will be dancing 
they will flutter in the sun like butterfly wings 
even to the covering of the worlds widest. 
The workers amid the peatfield wearies 
have one room to live in only 
This is so small that the great shawl of many 
patches 
that the women make fast together with 
coarse string 
covers the floor entirely.