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1918. (Being the words of the tune hummed at her lathe by Mrs. L. Embsay, / widow.)
The fans and the beltings they roar round me. / The power is shaking the floor round me / Till the lathes pick up their duty and the midnight-shift takes over. / It is good for me to be here!