A True Tale (John Hartley Poems)
Ther's a Squire lives at th' Hall 'at's lukt up to, As if he wor ommost a god.He's hansum, he's rich, ...
Poems about ommost (21 Poems)
Aght O’ Wark (John Hartley Poems)
Aw've been laikin for ommost eight wick, An' aw can't get a day's wark to do!Aw've trailed abaght th' streets wol ...
That Drabbled Brat (John Hartley Poems)
Goa hooam,--tha little drabbled brat, Tha'll get thi deeath o' cold;Whear does ta live? Just tell me that, Befooar aw start to ...
Happen Thine (John Hartley Poems)
Then its O! for a wife, sich a wife as aw know!Who's thowts an desires are pure as the snow,Who ...
A Quiet Tawk (John Hartley Poems)
"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 ...
Their Fred (John Hartley Poems)
"He's a nowt! If ther's owtAt a child shouldn't do, He mun try, Or know why,Befoor th' day's getten throo. An his dad, Ov his ...
Dooant Forget The Old Fowks (John Hartley Poems)
Dooant forget the old fowks,-- They've done a lot for thee;Remember tha'd a mother once, Who nursed thi on her knee.A father ...
The New Year’s Resolve (John Hartley Poems)
Says Dick, "ther's a' notion sprung up i' mi yed, For th' furst time i' th' whole coorse o' mi life,An' ...
Contrasts (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Settin Off (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Bonny Mary Ann (John Hartley Poems)
When but a little toddlin thing, I'th' heather sweet shoo'd play,An like a fay on truant wing, Shoo'd rammel far away;An even ...
Drink (John Hartley Poems)
When yo see a chap covered wi' rags, An hardly a shoe to his fooit,Gooin sleawshin along ovver th' flags, Wi' a ...
Lines, On Startling A Rabbit (John Hartley Poems)
Whew!--Tha'rt in a famous hurry! Awm nooan baan to try to catch thi!Aw've noa dogs wi' me to worry Thee poor thing,--aw ...
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 ...
My Polly (John Hartley Poems)
My Polly's varry bonny, Her een are black an breet;They shine under her raven locks, Like stars i'th' dark o'th' neet.Her little ...
Cambodunum (F W Moorman Poems)
Cambodunum, Cambodunum, how I love the sound o' t' name! Roman sowdiers belt a fort here, ...
The Local Preacher (F W Moorman Poems)
Ay, I'm a ranter, so at least fowks say; Happen they'd tell t' same tale o' t' postle ...
Fieldfares (F W Moorman Poems)
Fieldfares, bonny fieldfares, feedin' 'mang the bent, Wheer the sun is shinin' through yon cloud's wide rent, ...
The Bells of Kirkby Overblow (F W Moorman Poems)
Draw back my curtains, Mary, An' oppen t' windey wide;Ay, ay, I know I'm deein', While to-morn I'll ...
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; ...
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, ...