THE WHEEL
Alas! The Ladye would know her fate,So she knocked three times on the Dooms-Day Gate.The night was black, it was late and lateWhen the Ladye entered the Dooms-Day Gate.Fate, in a veil that covered her face,Was weaving her wonderful web of lace;Time, the Potter, was whirring his wheel,Turning his vase of woe and weal.
Said the Ladye fair, "I would know my fate;For this have I entered the Dooms-Day Gate."
"Do not hasten Time, it is wise to wait,"Under her veil, said the voice of Fate;"'Tis the vase of your life he is turning there;To hurry Time, 'tis a fool would dare."
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