Gilbert Parker,
Parables of a Province
“ THE FORGE IN THE VALLEY He lay where he could see her working at the forge. As she worked she sang: “When God was making the world, (Swift is the wind and white is the fire) The feet of his people danced the stars; There was laughter and swinging bells, And clanging iron and breaking breath, The hammers of heaven making the hills, The vales on the anvil of God. (Wild is the fire and low is the wind.) ”
