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 ...
John Hartley Poems on Gold (25 Poems)
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 ...
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' ...
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 ...
Ditherum Dump (John Hartley Poems)
Ditherum dump lived i'th' haase behund th' pump, An he grummel'd throo mornin to neet,On his rig he'd a varry respectable ...
A Safe Investment (John Hartley Poems)
Yo fowk 'at's some brass to invest, Luk sharp an mak th' best ov yor chonce!Aw'll gie yo a tip,--one o'th' ...
Th’ Short-Timer (John Hartley Poems)
Some poets sing o' gipsy queens, An some o' ladies fine;Aw'll sing a song o' other scenes,-- A humbler muse is mine.Jewels, ...
Gradely Weel Off (John Hartley Poems)
Draw thi cheer nigher th' foir, put th' knittin away, Put thi tooas up o'th' fender to warm:We've booath wrought enuff, ...
The Short-Timer (John Hartley Poems)
Some poets sing o' gipsy queens, An' some o' ladies fine;Aw'll sing a song o' other scenes, A humbler muse is mine:Jewels, ...
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 ...
Th’ Better Part (John Hartley Poems)
A poor owd man wi' tott'ring gait,Wi' body bent, an snowy pate, Aw met one day;--An daan o'th' rooad side grassy ...
It May Be Soa (John Hartley Poems)
This world's made up ov leet an shade, But some things strange aw mark;One class live all on th' sunny side, Wol ...
Aht o’ wark (John Hartley Poems)
Aw've been laiking for ommost eight wick, An' aw can't get a day's wark to do!Aw've trailed abaht th' streets wol ...
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, ...
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 ...
Poetry and Prose (John Hartley Poems)
Do you remember the wood, love, That skirted the meadow so green;Where the cooing was heard of the stock-dove, And the sunlight ...
Shoo’s Thi Sister (John Hartley Poems)
(Written on seeing a wealthy townsman rudely pusha poor little girl off the pavement.)Gently, gently, shoo's thi sister, Tho' her clooas ...
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 ...
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 ...
Awr Annie (John Hartley Poems)
Saw yo that lass wi' her wicked een? That's awr Annie.Shoo's th' pet o'th' haase, we call her 'queen,'Shoo's th' bonniest ...
Remorse (John Hartley Poems)
None ever knew I had wronged her, That secret she kept to the end.None knew that our ties had been stronger, Than ...
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 ...
Lilly-White Hand (John Hartley Poems)
Place thy lilly-white hand in mine, Maid with the wealth of golden hair;--Tresses, that gleaming like gold, entwine, Round about a sweet ...
Give It ‘Em Hot (John Hartley Poems)
Give it 'em hot, an be hanged to ther feelins! Souls may be lost wol yor choosin' yor words!Out wi' them ...