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E listened at the porch that day

To hear the wheel go on, and on,

And then it stopped—ran back away—

While through the door he brought the sun:

But now my spinning is all done.

He sate beside me, with an oath

That love ne'er ended, once begun;

I smiled—believing for us both,

What was the truth for only one.

And now my spinning is all done.

My mother cursed me that I heard

A young man's wooing as I spun.

Thanks, cruel mother, for that word,

For I have, since, a harder known!

And now my spinning is all done.