Th’ State O’ Th’ Poll. A Nop Tickle Illusion (John Hartley Poems)
Sal Sanguine wor a bonny lass, Ov that yo may be sewer;Shoo had her trubbles tho', alas! An th' biggest wor her ...
Poems about spaik (12 Poems)
The Old Bachelor’s Story (John Hartley Poems)
It was an humble cottage, Snug in a rustic lane,Geraniums and fuschias peep'd From every window-pane;The dark-leaved ivy dressed its walls, Houseleek adorned ...
Aw’m Havin’ A Smook Bi Misel’, (John Hartley Poems)
'Aw'm havin' a smook bi misel', Net a soul here to spaik a word to, Aw've noa gossip to hear nor to ...
Th’ Little Black Hand (John Hartley Poems)
Ther's a spark just o'th tip o' mi pen,An' it may be poetical fire;An' suppoase 'at it is'nt--what then?Wod yo ...
Old Moorcock (John Hartley Poems)
Awm havin a smook bi misel, Net a soul here to spaik a word to,Awve noa gossip to hear nor to ...
A Sad Mishap (John Hartley Poems)
"Come, John lad, tell me what's to do, Tha luks soa glum an sad;Is it becoss tha'rt short o' brass? Or are ...
That’s A Fact (John Hartley Poems)
A'a Mary aw'm glad 'at that's thee!Aw need thy advice, lass, aw'm sure;Aw'm all ov a mooild tha can see,Aw ...
Queen ov Skircoit Green (John Hartley Poems)
Have yo seen mi bonny Mary, Shoo lives at Skircoit Green;An old fowk say a fairer lass Nor her wor nivver seen.An ...
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 ...
Lost Love (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Words Ov Kindness (John Hartley Poems)
'Tis strange 'at fowk will be sich fooils To mak life net worth livin',Fermentin' rows, creatin' mooils, Detractin' an' deceivin'.To fratch an' ...
To A Roadside Flower (John Hartley Poems)
Tha bonny little pooasy! aw'm inclined To tak thee wi' me:But yet aw think if tha could spaik thi mind, Tha'd ne'er ...