An Old Man’s Christmas Morning (John Hartley Poems)
Its a long time sin thee an' me have met befoor, owd lad,-- Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan, for ...
John Hartley Poems on Fire (10 Poems)
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 ...
Who Cares? (John Hartley Poems)
Down in a cellar cottage In a dark and lonely street,Was sat a widow and her boy, With nothing left to eat.The ...
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 ...
To Let (John Hartley Poems)
Aw live in a snug little cot,An' tho' poor, yet aw keep aght o' debt,Cloise by, in a big garden ...
Peevish Poll (John Hartley Poems)
Aw've heeard ov Mary Mischief, An aw've read ov Natterin Nan;An aw've known a Grumlin Judy, An a cross-grained Sarah Ann;But wi' ...
All On A Christmas Morning (John Hartley Poems)
The wind it blew cold, and the ice was thick, Deeper and deeper the snowdrifts grew;A young mother lay in her ...
Take Heart! (John Hartley Poems)
Roughest roads, we often find, Lead us on to th' nicest places;Kindest hearts oft hide behind Some o'th' plainest-lukkin faces.Flaars whose colors ...
Once Agean Welcome (John Hartley Poems)
Once agean welcome! oh, what is ther grander,When years have rolled by sin' yo left an old friend?An what cheers ...
Sunset (John Hartley Poems)
Last eve the sun went down Like a globe of glorious fire;Into a sea of gold I watched the orb expire.It seemed ...