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 ...
John Hartley Poems on Nature (21 Poems)
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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
Claude (John Hartley Poems)
I named him Claude, 'twas a strange conceit,'Twas a name that no relatives ever bore;Yet there lingered around it a ...
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 ...
Fairly Weel-off (John Hartley Poems)
Ov whooalsum food aw get mi fill,--Ov drink aw seldom want a gill;Aw've clooas to shield me free throo harm,Should ...
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 ...
To My Harp (John Hartley Poems)
Wake up my harp! thy strings begin to rust! Has the soul fled that once within thee dwelt?Idle so long, shake ...
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' ...
Aw Wodn’t For All Aw Could See (John Hartley Poems)
Why the dickens do some fowk keep thrustin, As if th' world hadn't raam for us all?Wi consarn an consait they're ...
Blue Bells (John Hartley Poems)
Bonny little Blue-bells Mid young brackens green,'Neath the hedgerows peeping Modestly between;Telling us that Summer Is not far away,When your beauties blend with Blossoms ...
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 ...
Jockey An Dolly (John Hartley Poems)
Th' sun shone breet at early morn, Burds sang sweetly on the trees;Larks wor springin from the corn, Tender blossoms sowt the ...
Lines On Receiving A Bunch Of Wild Hyacinths By Post (John Hartley Poems)
Sweet, drooping, azure tinted bells, How dear you are; Bringing the scent of shady dells, To me from far;Telling of spring and gladsome ...
Nettie (John Hartley Poems)
Nettie, Nettie! oh, she's pretty! With her wreath of golden curls;None compare with charming Nettie, She's the prettiest of girls.Not her face ...
Stir Thi Lass! (John Hartley Poems)
Come lassie be stirrin, for th' lark's up ith' lift, An th' dew drops are hastin away;An th' mist oth' hillside ...
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 ...
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 ...
In My Garden Of Roses (John Hartley Poems)
Oh! Come to me, darling! My Sweet! Here where the sunlight reposes;Pink petals lie thick at my feet, Here in my garden ...
I Would Not Live Alway (John Hartley Poems)
"I would not live alway,"Why should I wish to stay,Now, when grown old and grey,Enduring slow decay?When power to do ...