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' ...
"Mooar fowk get wed nor what do weel," A've heeard mi mother say;But mooast young lads an lasses too, Think just th' ...
Its a long time sin thee an' me have met befoor, owd lad,-- Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan, for ...
Sal Sanguine wor a bonny lass, Ov that yo may be sewer;Shoo had her trubbles tho', alas! An th' biggest wor her ...
I heeard a funny tale last neet,I couldn't howd frae laughin' ;'Twere at t' Bull's Head we chonced to meet,An' ...
Aw heeard a funny tale last neet--Aw could'nt howd fro' laffin--'Twor at th' Bull's Heead we chonced to meet,An' spent ...
As Rueben wor smookin his pipe tother neet, Bi th' corner o'th' little "Slip Inn;"He spied some fowk marchin, an fancied ...
One neet as aw trudged throo mi wark, Thinks aw, nah mi labor is done,Aw feel just inclined for a lark, For ...
It wor Kursmiss day,--we wor ready for fun,Th' puddin wor boil'd an th' rooast beef wor done;Th' ale wor i'th' ...
It nobbut luks like tother day,Sin Jane an me first met;Yet fifty years have rolled away,But still aw dooant forget.Th' ...
Wor yo ivver at Horton Tide?It wor thear 'at aw won mi bride; An the joy o' mi life, Is mi dear ...
As awm sittin enjoyin mi pipe, An tooastin mi shins beside th' hob,Aw find ther's a harvest quite ripe, O' thowts stoored ...
Says Dick, "ther's a' notion sprung up i' mi yed, For th' furst time i' th' whole coorse o' mi life,An' ...
It isn't 'at aw want to rooam An leeav thi bi thisen:For aw'm content enuff at hooam, Aw'm net like other men.But ...
Aw've travell'd o'er land, an aw've travell'd o'er sea,An aw've seen th' grandest lasses 'at ivver can be;But aw've nivver ...
His face wor varry thin an pale, His een wor strangely breet;His old rags flapt i'th' wintry gale, An shooless wor his ...
A'a awm feeared tha's come too sooin, Little daisy!Pray, whativer wor ta doin? Are ta crazy?Winter winds are blowin' yet,--Tha'll be starved, ...
Who is it, when one starts for th' dayA cheerin word is apt to say,At sends yo leeter on yor ...
Little patt'rin, clatt'rin feet,Runnin raand throo morn to neet;Banishin mi mornin's nap,--Little bonny, noisy chap,--But aw can't find fault yo ...
If at hooam yo have to tew, Though yor comforts may be few,An yo think yore lot is hard, and yor ...
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