A Pointer (John Hartley Poems)
Just listen to mi stooary lads, It's one will mak yo grieve;It's full ov sich strange incidents; Yo hardly can believe.That lass ...
Just listen to mi stooary lads, It's one will mak yo grieve;It's full ov sich strange incidents; Yo hardly can believe.That lass ...
Mistress Moore is Johnny's wife, An Johnny is a druffen sot;He spends th' best portion of his life Ith' beershop wi a ...
Aw wodn't gie a penny piece To be a millionaire,For him 'at's little cattle, is The chap wi' little care.Jewels may flash ...
(Written on seeing a wealthy townsman rudely pusha poor little girl off the pavement.)Gently, gently, shoo's thi sister, Tho' her clooas ...
Ov all th' enjoyments' at sweeten man's life, Ther's nooan can come up to a sweet tempered wife; An' he must be ...
"Nah, lass, caar thi daan, an let's have a chat,-- It's long sin we'd th' haase to ussen;Just give me thi ...
Shoo wor a bonny, bonny lass, Her e'en as black as sloas;Her hair a flyin thunner claad, Her cheeks a blowin rooas.Her ...
Sing on, tha bonny burd, sing on, sing on; Aw connot sing;A claad hings ovver me, do what aw con Fresh troubles ...
Aw'm wearily trudgin throo mire an weet, For aw've finished another day's wark;An welcome to me is that flickerin leet, 'At shines ...
Th' sun wor settin,--red an gold, Wi splendor paintin th' west,An purplin tints throo th' valley roll'd, As daan he sank to ...
Have yo seen awr Mary's bonnet? It's a stunner,--noa mistak!Ther's a bunch o' rooasies on it, An a feather daan her back.Yollo ...
If yo've a fancy for a spree,Goa up to Lundun, same as me,Yo'll find ther's lots o' things to see, To ...
It isn't 'at aw want to rooam An leeav thi bi thisen:For aw'm content enuff at hooam, Aw'm net like other men.But ...
Ye may bring me gowd bi t' bowlful, Gie me lands bi t' mile,Fling me dewy roses, Stoor set on my smile.Ye ...
Give it 'em hot, an be hanged to ther feelins! Souls may be lost wol yor choosin' yor words!Out wi' them ...
Aw wodn't care to live at all, Unless aw could be jolly!Let sanctimonious skinflints call All recreation folly.Aw still believe this world ...
Who is it, when one starts for th' dayA cheerin word is apt to say,At sends yo leeter on yor ...
God bless ivery one raand yor table Wi' plenty to ait an' to spare; God bless yo an' mak yo all able To ...
'Into this well soa deep, We put thee daan to sleep, Farewell owd pump. Tho' some may thee despise, We know tha'rt sure to ...
Owd Moxy wrowt hard for his morsil o' breead, An' to keep up his courage he'd sing, Tho' Time ...
Coom all you cutlin' heroes, where'ersome'er you be, All you what works at flat-backs, coom listen unto me; ...
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