Once my wheel ran cheerily round, Ran cheerily round from day to day, But now it [drags]1 how wearily round; For Owen's gone away. Once I spun soft carolling O, Soft carolling O! from morn to eve, But since we started quarrelling, oh! 'Tis silently I weave. Has he joined Sir Arthur, ochone! Sir Arthur, ochone! to fight the French? Though he was rude, I'd rather, ochone! He joined me on this bench. Hush ! he's been deluthering you, Deluthering you with swords and drums, And now I think 'tis soothering you, 'Tis soothering you, he comes.
1 Stanford: "runs"
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "Spinning-wheel song", appears in Father O'Flynn and other Irish Lyrics, first published 1880 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Spinning-wheel song", published [1882?] [voice and piano], from the collection Songs of Old Ireland. A Collection of Fifty Irish Melodies Unknown in England, no. 20, arrangement ; London, Boosey & Co. ; dedicated to Johannes Brahms, August 1882 [text verified 1 time]
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Word count: 97