The Old Bachelor’s Story (John Hartley Poems)
It was an humble cottage, Snug in a rustic lane,Geraniums and fuschias peep'd From every window-pane;The dark-leaved ivy dressed its walls, Houseleek adorned ...
It was an humble cottage, Snug in a rustic lane,Geraniums and fuschias peep'd From every window-pane;The dark-leaved ivy dressed its walls, Houseleek adorned ...
A little lad, but thinly clad, All day had roamed the street;With stitled groans and aching bones, He beg'd for bread to ...
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 ...
A'a! its grand to have th' place to yorsen! To get th' wimmen fowk all aght o'th' way!Mine's all off for ...
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 ...
Awst be better when spring comes, aw think, But aw feel varry sickly an waik,Awve noa relish for mait nor for ...
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 ...
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' ...
It wor dark an mi way wor across a wild mooar, An noa signs could aw find ov a track,'Twor a ...
Lord John and John Lord were both born on a day, But their fortunes were different quite; Lord John was decked out ...
Nah chaps, pray dooant think it's a sarmon awm praichin, If aw tell yo some nooations at's entered mi pate;For ther's ...
He wor a poor hard workin lad, An shoo a workin lass,An hard they tew'd throo day to day, For varry little ...
Sin Leeds wor a city it puts on grand airs,An aw've noa wish to bother wi' others' affairs;'At they've mich ...
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 ...
"Come, John lad, tell me what's to do, Tha luks soa glum an sad;Is it becoss tha'rt short o' brass? Or are ...
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 ...
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 ...
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' ...
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 ...
Aw've a treasure yo'd laff if yo saw, But its mem'ries are dear to mi heart;For aw've oft seen it stuck ...
As Rueben wor smookin his pipe tother neet, Bi th' corner o'th' little "Slip Inn;"He spied some fowk marchin, an fancied ...
Shiver the goblet and scatter the wine! Tempt me no more with the sight!I care not though brightly as ruby it ...
One neet as aw trudged throo mi wark, Thinks aw, nah mi labor is done,Aw feel just inclined for a lark, For ...
"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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Ov whooalsum food aw get mi fill,--Ov drink aw seldom want a gill;Aw've clooas to shield me free throo harm,Should ...
Old age, aw can feel's creepin on, Aw've noa taste for what once made me glad;Mi love ov wild marlocks is ...
Let's mak a gooid start, nivver fear What grum'lers an growlers may say;That nivver need cause yo a tear, For whear ther's ...
Ther's things i'plenty aw despise;-- False pride an wild ambition;Tho' ivvery man should strive to rise, An better his condition.Aw hate a ...
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