Th’ Lad ‘At Loves His Mother (John Hartley Poems)
Aw like to see a lot o' lads All frolicsome an free,An hear ther noisy voices, As they run an shaat wi' ...
Poems about heead (20 Poems)
A Kuss (John Malham-Dembleby Poems)
Ye may bring me gowd bi t' bowlful, Gie me lands bi t' mile,Fling me dewy roses, Stoor set on my smile.Ye ...
A Breet Prospect (John Hartley Poems)
As aw passed Wit'orth chapel 'twor just five o'clock,Aw'd mi can full o' teah, an a bundle o' jock;An aw ...
Prime October (John Hartley Poems)
Ther's some fowk like watter, An others like beer;It doesn't mich matter, If ther heead is kept clear.But to guzzle an swill, As ...
Peter’s Prayer (John Hartley Poems)
His face wor varry thin an pale, His een wor strangely breet;His old rags flapt i'th' wintry gale, An shooless wor his ...
Nivver Heed (John Hartley Poems)
Let others boast ther bit o' brass, That's moor nor aw can do;Aw'm nobbut one o'th' workin class, 'At's strugglin to pool ...
A Bad Sooart (John Hartley Poems)
Aw'd rayther face a redwut brick,Sent flyin at mi heead;Aw'd rayther track a madman's steps,Whearivver they may leead;Aw'd rayther ventur ...
Lass O’Th Haley Hill (John Hartley Poems)
O winds 'at blow, an flaars 'at grow, O sun, an stars an mooin!Aw've loved yo long, as weel yo know, An ...
A Wife [1] (John Hartley Poems)
Who is it, when one starts for th' dayA cheerin word is apt to say,At sends yo leeter on yor ...
Young Jockey (John Hartley Poems)
Young Jockey he bowt him a pair o' new shooin, Ooin, ooin, ry diddle dooin!Young Jockey he bowt him a pair ...
Aw Can’t Tell (John Hartley Poems)
Aw nivver rammel mich abaat, Aw've summat else to do;But yet aw think, withaat a daat, Aw've seen a thing or two.One ...
A Yorksher Bite (John Hartley Poems)
Bless all them bonny lasses, I' Yorksher born an bred!Ther beauty nooan surpasses, Complete i'th' heart an th' heead.An th' lads,--tho aw've ...
Cambodunum (F W Moorman Poems)
Cambodunum, Cambodunum, how I love the sound o' t' name! Roman sowdiers belt a fort here, ...
Owd Moxy (Ben Preston Poems)
Owd Moxy wrowt hard for his morsil o' breead, An' to keep up his courage he'd sing, Tho' Time ...
The Two Lamplighters (F W Moorman Poems)
I niver thowt when I grew owd I'd tak to leetin' lamps; I sud have said, I'd rayther ...
Sheffield Cutler’s Song (Abel Bywater Poems)
Coom all you cutlin' heroes, where'ersome'er you be, All you what works at flat-backs, coom listen unto me; ...
A Yorkshire Farmer’s Address to a Schoolmaster (George Lancaster Poems)
Good day to you, Misther skealmaisther, the evenin' is desperate fine, I thowt I wad gie ye a call ...
Come to thy Gronny, Doy (Ben Preston Poems)
Come to thy gronny, doy, come to thy gronny, Bless thee, to me tha'rt as pratty as onny; Mutherlass barn ...
The Gardener and the Robin (F W Moorman Poems)
Why! Bobbie, so thou's coom agean! I'm fain to see thee here;It's lang sin I've set een on thee, ...
Aar Maggie (Edmund Hatton Poems)
I believe aar Maggie's coortin', For shoo dresses hersen so smart, An' shoo's allus runnin' to t' window ...