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7.
I often murmur, yet l never weep ;
I always lie in bed but never sleep ;
My mouth is wide and larger than my head.
And much disgorges, though it n’er is fed :
I have no legs or feet, yet swiftly run —
And the more falls I get, move faster on.
8.
In spring I look gay,
Dress’d in handsome array,
But in summer more clothing I wear ;
When colder it grows,
I throw off my clothes,
And in winter quite naked appear.
9.
When first my maker formed me to his mind,
He gave me eyes, yet left me dark and blind ;
He made a nose, yet left me without smell ;
A mouth, but neither voice nor tongue to tell.
I’m used at night, yet ladies oft through me
Although I hide the face do plainly see.
