Twist ye, twine ye! even so, <br />Mingle shades of joy and woe, <br />Hope, and fear, and peace, and strife, <br />In the thread of human life. <br /> <br />While the mystic twist is spinning, <br />And the infant's life beginning, <br />Dimly seen through twilingt bending, <br />Lo, what varied shapes attending! <br /> <br />Passions wild, and follies vain, <br />Pleasures soon exchanged for pain; <br />Dount, and jealousy, and fear, <br />In the magic dance appear. <br /> <br />Now they wax, and now they dwindle, <br />Whirling with the whirling spindle. <br />Twist ye, twine ye! even so, <br />Mingle human bliss and woe.<br /><br />Sir Walter Scott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twist-ye-twine-ye/
