I leaned on the Mill-Wall
Looking at the water,
I leaned on the Mill-Wall
And saw the Nis's Daughter.
I saw the Nis's Daughter
Playing with her ball,
She tossed it and tossed it
Against the Mill-Wall.
I saw the Nis's Goodwife
Busy making lace
With her silver bobbins
In the Mill-Race.
Then I saw the old Nis,
His hair to his heel,
Combing out the tangles
On the Mill-Wheel.
The Miller came behind me
And gave my ear a clout--
"Get on with your business,
You good-for-nothing lout!"