But she saw her own face;
And what was still worse,
Yet, we vouch for its truth,
By growing so old, she had lost all her youth.
This Little Old Woman,
The tale too declares,
Had nothing to sit on
But sofas and chairs.
But she saw her own face;
And what was still worse,
Yet, we vouch for its truth,
By growing so old, she had lost all her youth.
This Little Old Woman,
The tale too declares,
Had nothing to sit on
But sofas and chairs.