“The maiden with her wheel of old Sat by the fire to spin, While lightly through her careful hold The flax slid out and in. To-day, her distaff, rock and reel Far out of sight are hurled, For now the… — Madeline S. Bridges Copy Share Image
“The maiden with her wheel of old Sat by the fire to spin, While lightly through her careful hold The flax slid out and… — Madeline S. Bridges Copy Share Image
