Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Mother, I Cannot Mind My Wheel - Poem by Walter Savage Landor

MOTHER, I cannot mind my wheel;
   My fingers ache, my lips are dry:
O, if you felt the pain I feel!
   But O, who ever felt as I?

No longer could I doubt him true-
   All other men may use deceit;
He always said my eyes were blue,
   And often swore my lips were sweet.

Topic(s) of this poem: mother

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  • (3/13/2018 3:35:00 AM)

    In my humble opiniion, this is one of the most perfect lyrics in the English language. Why do you have a computer reading it? And pronouncing the HTML letters as well! It's absurd. The machine reads without affect — of course! because it has no understanding of the pathos of the girl or young woman who is the speaker of these plaintive words. Inspired by a fragment of Sappho, it has been translated, crafted, and completed by Walter Savage Landor. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 18, 2014

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