AS I sat at my Spinning-Wheel, | |
| A bonny Lad there passed by, | |
| I kenned him round, and I liked him weel, | |
| Geud Feth he had a bonny Eye: | |
| My Heart new panting, ’gan to feel, | 5 |
| But still I turned my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| Most gracefully he did appear, | |
| As he my Presence did draw near, | |
| And round about my slender waist | |
| He clasped his Arms, and me embraced: | 10 |
| To kiss my Hand he down did kneel, | |
| As I sat at my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| My Milk white hand he did extol, | |
| And praised my Fingers long and small, | |
| And said, there was no Lady fair, | 15 |
| That ever could with me compare: | |
| Those pleasing Words my Heart did feel, | |
| But still I turned my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| Altho’ I seemingly did chide, | |
| Yet he would never be denied, | 20 |
| But did declare his Love the more, | |
| Until my Heart was Wounded sore; | |
| That I my Love could scarce conceal, | |
| But yet I turned my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| As for my Yarn, my Rock and Reel, | 25 |
| And after that my Spinning-Wheel, | |
| He bid me leave them all with Speed | |
| And gang with him yonder Mead: | |
| My panting Heart strange Flames did feel, | |
| Yet still I turned my Spinning-Wheel. | 30 |
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| He stopped and gazed, and blithely said, | |
| Now Speed the Wheel, my bonny Maid, | |
| But if thou’st to the Hay-Cock go, | |
| I’ll learn thee better Work I trow, | |
| Geud Feth, I lik’d him passing weel, | 35 |
| But still I turned my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| He lowly veiled his Bonnet oft, | |
| And sweetly kist my Lips so soft; | |
| Yet still between each Honey Kiss, | |
| He urged me on to farther Bliss: | 40 |
| ’Till I resistless Fire did feel, | |
| Then let alone my Spinning-Wheel. | |
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| Among the pleasant Cocks of Hay, | |
| Then with my bonny Lad I lay, | |
| What Damsel ever could deny, | 45 |
| A Youth with such a Charming Eye? | |
| The Pleasure I cannot reveal, | |
| It far surpast the Spinning-Wheel. | |
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