by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)

Swiftly turn the murmuring wheel!
Language: English 
Swiftly turn the murmuring wheel!
Night has brought the welcome hour,
When the weary fingers feel
Help, as if from faery power;
Dewy night o'ershades the ground;
Turn the swift wheel round and round!

Now, beneath the starry sky,
Couch the widely-scattered sheep;--
Ply the pleasant labour, ply!
For the spindle, while they sleep,
Runs with speed more smooth and fine,
Gathering up a trustier line.

Short-lived likings may be bred
By a glance from fickle eyes;
But true love is like the thread
Which the kindly wool supplies,
When the flocks are all at rest
Sleeping on the mountain's breast. 

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  • Also set in Swedish (Svenska), a translation by Anders Österling (1884 - 1981) , copyright © ; composed by Jacob Ekström.

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This text was added to the website: 2011-04-26
Line count: 18
Word count: 101