Natty Nancy (John Hartley Poems)
"Mooar fowk get wed nor what do weel," A've heeard mi mother say;But mooast young lads an lasses too, Think just th' ...
John Hartley Poems on Love (61 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
Jimmy’s Choice (John Hartley Poems)
One limpin Jimmy wed a lass;An this wor th' way it coom to pass--He'd saved a little bit o' brass, An ...
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 ...
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 ...
Red Stockin (John Hartley Poems)
Shoo wor shoeless, an shiverin, an weet,-- Her hair flyin tangled an wild:Shoo'd just been browt in aght o'th street, Wi drink ...
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' ...
A Tale For Th’ Childer, On Christmas Eve (John Hartley Poems)
Little childer,--little childer; Harken to an old man's ditty;Tho yo live ith' country village,-- Tho yo live ith' busy city.Aw've a little ...
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’ 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, ...
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, ...
The Linnet (John Hartley Poems)
Little linnet,--stop a minnit,-- Let me have a tawk with thee:Tell me what this life has in it, Maks thee seem so ...
Little Sunshine (John Hartley Poems)
Winsome, wee and witty, Like a little fay,Carolling her ditty All the livelong day,Saucy as a sparrow In the summer glade,Flitting o'er the ...
Coortin Days (John Hartley Poems)
Coortin days,--Coortin days,--loved one an lover!What wod aw give if those days could come ovver?Weddin is joyous,--its pleasur unstinted;But coortin ...
On The Banks Of The Calder (John Hartley Poems)
On Calder's green banks I stroll sadly and lonely, The flowers are blooming, the birds singing sweet,The river's low murmur seems ...
Love one Another (John Hartley Poems)
Let's love one another, it's better bi far;Mak peace wi yor Brother--it's better nor war!Life's rooad's rough enuff,--let's mak it ...
Somdy’s Chonce (John Hartley Poems)
What's a poor lass like me to do, 'At langs for a hooam ov her own?Aw'm a hale an bonny wench ...
A Song Of The Snow (John Hartley Poems)
Oh the snow,--the bright fleecy snow!Isn't it grand when the north breezes blow?Isn't it bracing the ice to skim o'er,With ...
Dick an Me (John Hartley Poems)
Two old fogies,--Dick an me,--Old, an grey as grey can be.A'a,-but monny a jolly spree We have had;--An tha ne'er went ...
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 ...
Sixty, Turned, To-day (John Hartley Poems)
Aw'm turned o' sixty, nah, old lass, Yet weel aw mind the time,When like a young horse turned to grass, Aw gloried ...
They All Do It (John Hartley Poems)
They're all buildin nests for thersen, One bi one they goa fleetin away;A suitable mate comes,--an then, I'th' old nest they noa ...
Help Thisen (John Hartley Poems)
"Come, help thisen, lad,--help thisen!" Wor what mi uncle sed.We'd just come in throo makkin hay, To get some cheese an breead.An ...
What It Comes To (John Hartley Poems)
Young Alick gate wed, as all gradely chaps do, An tuk Sally for better or war;A daycenter felly ne'er foller'd a ...
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 ...
Mary (John Hartley Poems)
My Mary's as sweet as the flowers that grow, By the side of the brooklet that runs near her cot;Her brow ...
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 ...
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 ...
De Profundis (John Hartley Poems)
Down in the deeps of dark despair and woe;-- Of Death expectant;--Hope I put aside;Counting the heartbeats, slowly, yet more slow,-- Marking ...