THE BOY WHO KNEW WHAT THE BIRDS SAID
thing and I heard something very strange when I was at the other side of the wood this evening." "What was it you saw?" said Bloom-of-Youth. "Lights were all round the Big Stones and there was a noise of spinning inside the ring they make. That's what I saw." "And what was it you heard?" said Bloom-of- Youth. "Someone singing to the wheels," said her husband. "And this is what I heard sung.—
Spin, wheel, spin; sing, wheel, sing;
Every stone in my yard, spin, spin, spin;
The thread is hers, the wool is mine;
Twelve drops from her heart will make my leaves shine!
How little she knows, the foolish thing,
That my name is Bolg and Curr and Carr,
That my name is Lurr and Lappie.
"O sing that song again," said Bloom-of-Youth, "Sing that song again."
Her husband sang it again, and Bloom-of-Youth went to bed, singing to herself.
My name is Bolg and Curr and Carr,
My name is Lurr and Lappie.
The next day as soon as her husband had gone to his hunting Bloom-of-Youth went through the
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