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 Money & Wealth (43 Poems)
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 ...
The Dean’s Brother (John Hartley Poems)
A little lad, but thinly clad, All day had roamed the street;With stitled groans and aching bones, He beg'd for bread to ...
Aw’m Havin’ A Smook Bi Misel’, (John Hartley Poems)
'Aw'm havin' a smook bi misel', Net a soul here to spaik a word to, Aw've noa gossip to hear nor to ...
Matty’s Reason (John Hartley Poems)
"Nah, Matty! what meeans all this fuss? Tha'rt as back'ard as back'ard can be;Ther must be some reason, becoss It used to ...
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 ...
Cocky’s Song (John Hartley Poems)
Lord John and John Lord were both born on a day, But their fortunes were different quite; Lord John was decked out ...
Song For Th’ Hard Times, (1879.) (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Old Moorcock (John Hartley Poems)
Awm havin a smook bi misel, Net a soul here to spaik a word to,Awve noa gossip to hear nor to ...
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 ...
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 ...
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’ Honest Hard Worker (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Shiver The Goblet (John Hartley Poems)
Shiver the goblet and scatter the wine! Tempt me no more with the sight!I care not though brightly as ruby it ...
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 ...
Awr Dooad (John Hartley Poems)
Her ladyship's getten a babby,-- An they're makkin a famous to do,--They say,--Providence treated her shabby-- Shoo wor fairly entitled to two.But ...
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 ...
What Is It? (John Hartley Poems)
What is it maks a crusty wifeForget to scold, an leeave off strife?What is it smoothes th' rooad throo life? It's ...
Bonny Yorksher (John Hartley Poems)
Bonny Yorksher! how aw love thi! Hard an rugged tho' thi face is;Ther's an honest air abaat thi, Aw ne'er find i' ...
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 ...
My Native Twang (John Hartley Poems)
They tell me aw'm a vulgar chap,An owt to goa to th' schooilTo leearn to talk like other fowk,An' net ...
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 ...
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, ...
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 ...
Dooant Forget The Old Fowks (John Hartley Poems)
Dooant forget the old fowks,-- They've done a lot for thee;Remember tha'd a mother once, Who nursed thi on her knee.A father ...
The Gypsy’s Song (John Hartley Poems)
Aw'm as rich as a Jew, tho aw hav'nt a meg, But aw'm free as a burd, an' aw shak a ...
Bachelors Quest (John Hartley Poems)
She may be dark or may be fair, If beauty she possesses;But she must have abundant hair-- I doat on flowing tresses.Her ...
Advice To Jenny (John Hartley Poems)
Jenny, Jenny, dry thi ee, An' dunnot luk soa sad;It grieves me varry mich to see Tha freeats abaat yon lad;For weel ...