But the Ladye said, "I would know, forsooth!Let it cost as it will, or wrack or ruth."
No sooner the words had the Ladye saidThan hope within her went dead and dead;She heard the crash of the Dooms-Day bellAnd all went black as the mouth of Hell!She heard a rumbling afar and nearAnd a strange weird voice a-sound in her ear—
"O Riddle Me Ree O eee O eeeee,"Moaned the wheel that creaked eternally,Whirring and whirring around and 'round,A thin weird voice of sombre soundWinding forever and yet unwound,"O Riddle Me Ree O eee O eeeee."
Whirring on to Eternity,A-moan inside of the Dooms-Day Gate,The creaking turn of the wheel of Fate,Turning early and turning late,"O Riddle Me Ree O eee O eeeee"—
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