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letra de the well of tears - arnold bax

the night is cometh, let thy spindle be
those who went by this way
spoke of their huts together, and the huts
seemed far, so far away

what saw’st thou at the bottom of the well ? —
i saw my face, my bodice, and my chain. —
child, didst thou see aught else ? —
i saw there at the bottom of the well
a man who wept
my face, down there, was sore afraid of him ;
and all the water in the well was naught
but this man’s tears
i was afraid, and would not draw those tears
then came a woman, and i went aside
but yet i saw, how shе drew up those tears
and how shе drank them, looking all the while
up at the sky
then with her apr-n she did wipe her lips
and went from thence — and i, too, went my way

the night is cometh, let thy spindle be
those who went by this way
spoke of their huts together, and the huts
seemed far, too far away

- arnold bax

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