A Strange Stooary (John Hartley Poems)
Aw know some fowk will call it crime, To put sich stooaries into ryhme,But yet, contentedly aw chime Mi simple ditty:An if ...
John Hartley Poems on Fear (36 Poems)
The Young Man’s Song (John Hartley Poems)
All kinds of songs I've heard folks sing, Of things in every nation; Of Queen's Road swells, and Clarehall belles, And every new ...
Duffin Johnny. (A Rifleman’s Adventure.) (John Hartley Poems)
Th' mooin shone breet wi' silver leet, An th' wind wor softly sighin;Th' burds did sleep, an th' snails did creep, An ...
Angels Of Sunderland. In Memoriam, June 16th, 1893. (John Hartley Poems)
On the sixteenth of June, eighteen eighty-three, The children of Sunderland hastened to see, Strange wonders performed by a mystic man, Believing,--as only ...
Babby Burds (John Hartley Poems)
Aw wander'd aght one summer's morn,Across a meadow newly shorn;Th' sun wor shinin' breet and clear,An' fragrant scents rose up ...
His Dowter Gate Wed (John Hartley Poems)
He'd had his share ov ups an daans, His sprees an troubles too;Ov country joys an life i' taans, He'd run th' ...
Missin Yor Way (John Hartley Poems)
It wor dark an mi way wor across a wild mooar, An noa signs could aw find ov a track,'Twor a ...
Alice (John Hartley Poems)
Dear little Alice lay dying;-- I see her as if 'twas to-day,And we stood round her snowy bed, crying, And watching her ...
The Match Girl (John Hartley Poems)
Merrily rang out the midnight bells, Glad tidings of joy for all;As crouched a little shiv'ring child, Close by the churchyard wall.The ...
Heather Bells (John Hartley Poems)
Ye little flowrets, wild an free, Yo're welcome, aye as onny!Ther's but few seets 'at meet mi ee 'At ivver seem as ...
Awr Lad. (John Hartley Poems)
Beautiful babby! Beautiful lad! Pride o' thi mother and joy o' thi dad!Full ov sly tricks an sweet winnin ways;-- Two cherry ...
Th’ Honest Hard Worker (John Hartley Poems)
It's hard what poor fowk mun put up wi'! What insults an snubs they've to tak!What bowin an scrapin's expected, If a ...
Tom Grit (John Hartley Poems)
He'd a breet ruddy face an a laffin e'e,An his shoolders wer brooad as brooad need be;For each one he ...
A Pair O’ Black Een (John Hartley Poems)
One neet as aw trudged throo mi wark, Thinks aw, nah mi labor is done,Aw feel just inclined for a lark, For ...
Peter Prime’s Principles (John Hartley Poems)
"Sup up thi gill, owd Peter Prime, Tha'st have a pint wi' me;It's worth a bob at onny time To have a ...
Lilly’s Gooan (John Hartley Poems)
"Well, Robert! what's th' matter! nah mun,Aw see 'at ther's summat nooan sweet;Thi een luk as red as a sun--Aw ...
Plain Jane (John Hartley Poems)
Plain Jane--plain Jane;This wor owd Butterworth's favourite strain: For wealth couldn't buy, Such pleasur an joy.As he had wi his owd plain ...
Persevere (John Hartley Poems)
What tho' th' claads aboon luk dark, Th' sun's just waitin to peep throo;Let us buckle to awr wark, For ther's lots ...
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, ...
Another Babby (John Hartley Poems)
Another!--well, my bonny lad, A'w wodn't send thee back;Altho' we thowt we hadn't raam, Tha's fun some in a crack.It maks me ...
Lads An Lasses (John Hartley Poems)
Lads an lasses lend yor ears Unto an old man's rhyme,Dooant hurry by an say wi' sneers, It's all a waste o' ...
Ther’s Much Expected (John Hartley Poems)
Life's pathway is full o' deep ruts, An we mun tak gooid heed lest we stumble;Man is made up of "ifs" ...
I Know I Love Thee (John Hartley Poems)
I shall never forget the day, Annie, When I bid thee a fond adieu;With a careless good bye I left thee, For ...
Dick’s Recitation (John Hartley Poems)
Ov all th' enjoyments' at sweeten man's life, Ther's nooan can come up to a sweet tempered wife; An' he must be ...
What Wor It? (John Hartley Poems)
What wor it made me love thee, lass? Aw connot tell;Aw know it worn't for thi brass;-- Tho' poor miselAw'd moor nor ...
That Christmas Puddin (John Hartley Poems)
Ha weel aw remember that big Christmas puddin,That puddin mooast famous ov all in a year;When each lad at th' ...
Mi Old Slippers (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Still True To Nell (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Grondad’s Lullaby (John Hartley Poems)
Sleep bonny babby, thi grondad is near, Noa harm can touch thee, sleep withaat fear;Innocent craytur, soa helpless an waik, Grondad wod ...
Repentant (John Hartley Poems)
Oh lend me thy hand in the darkness, Lead me once more to the light,Bear with my folly and weakness, Point me ...