Who goes about the House when all
Are sleeping but the Clock,
And no one hears it, all alone, |☽|
Still saying tick-a-tock? |⚲☊ K.P.|
It is not Gretchen goes about,
She’s snoring in her Bed;
It’s not the Hound that goes about
He never lifts his Head;
It is the Wind that goes about, |☾|
And sighs around the House,