Nelly from unlive by Charmaine's Names

I see in you Nelly
An aged woman
Your hair is grey
And you have bent shoulders

This bed is the fairy cave under Pennistone Crag
And you are gathering elf-bolts to hurt our hefers.

Pretending
While I am near
That they're only
Locks of wool

That's what you'll come to fifty years hence
I know you are not so now

I'm not wandering
You're mistaken
Or else I should believe you really were that withered hag
And I should think I was under Pennistone Crag
I'm conscious that it's night,
and there are two candles on the table,
making the black press shine like jet.

It's against the wall, it always is
It's against the wall, well it does seem odd
It's against the wall, I see a face in it!

Oh dear, I thought I was at home

I'm not wandering
You're mistaken
Or else I should believe you really were that withered hag
And I should think I was under Pennistone Crag
I'm conscious that it's night,
and there are two candles on the table

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