Richard Gifford. 1725-1807.
Verse sweetens toil, however rude the sound;
She feels no biting pang the while she sings;
Nor, as she turns the giddy wheel around,[393:2]
Revolves the sad vicissitudes of things.[393:3]
Contemplation.
Footnotes
[393:2] Thus altered by Johnson,—
All at her work the village maiden sings,
Nor, while she turns the giddy wheel around.
[393:3] See Sterne, page 379.