The Song of the Old Mother-WB Yeats

[ti:The Song of the Old Mother] [ar:WB Yeats] [al:Wb Yeats - The Voice of Ireland] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Song of the Old Mother - WB Yeats [00:02.14]I rise in the dawn and I kneel and blow [00:05.52] [00:06.54]Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow [00:10.21] [00:11.31]And then I must scrub and bake and sweep [00:15.27]Till stars are beginning to blink and peep [00:19.07] [00:19.99]And the young lie long and dream in their bed [00:24.85]Of the matching of ribbons for bosom and head [00:28.38] [00:29.18]And their day goes over in idleness [00:33.18] [00:33.86]And they sigh if the wind but lift a tress [00:37.65] [00:38.57]While I must work because I am old [00:42.45] [00:43.50]And the seed of the fire gets feeble and cold