An Old Man’s Christmas Morning (John Hartley Poems)
Its a long time sin thee an' me have met befoor, owd lad,-- Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan, for ...
John Hartley Poems on Place (37 Poems)
Th’ State O’ Th’ Poll. A Nop Tickle Illusion (John Hartley Poems)
Sal Sanguine wor a bonny lass, Ov that yo may be sewer;Shoo had her trubbles tho', alas! An th' biggest wor her ...
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 ...
Billy Bumble’s Bargain (John Hartley Poems)
Young Billy Bumble bowt a pig, Soa aw've heeard th' neighbors say;An monny a mile he had to trig One sweltin' summer ...
A Strange Stooary (John Hartley Poems)
Aw know some fowk will call it crime, To put sich stooaries into ryhme,But yet, contentedly aw chime Mi simple ditty:An if ...
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 ...
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 ...
What It Is To Be A Mother (John Hartley Poems)
A'a, dear! what a life has a mother! At leeast, if they're hamper'd like me,Thro' mornin' to neet ther's some bother, An' ...
Missin Yor Way (John Hartley Poems)
It wor dark an mi way wor across a wild mooar, An noa signs could aw find ov a track,'Twor a ...
Waivin Mewsic (John Hartley Poems)
Ther's mewsic ith' shuttle, ith' loom, an ith frame,Ther's melody mingled ith' noise;For th' active ther's praises, for th' idle ...
Wayvin Mewsic (John Hartley Poems)
Ther's mewsic i'th' shuttle, i'th' loom, an i'th frame,Ther's melody mingled i'th' noise,For th' active ther's praises, for th' idle ...
Poor Old Hat (John Hartley Poems)
Poor old hat! poor old hat! like misen tha's grown An fowk call us old fashioned an odd;But monny's the storm ...
Mi Fayther’s Pipe (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
Whear Natur Missed It (John Hartley Poems)
As Rueben wor smookin his pipe tother neet, Bi th' corner o'th' little "Slip Inn;"He spied some fowk marchin, an fancied ...
A Pair O’ Black Een (John Hartley Poems)
One neet as aw trudged throo mi wark, Thinks aw, nah mi labor is done,Aw feel just inclined for a lark, For ...
Fowk Next Door (John Hartley Poems)
Said Mistress Smith to Mistress Green, Aw'm feeard we'st ha to flit;Twelve year i' this same haase we've been, An should be ...
Lilly’s Gooan (John Hartley Poems)
"Well, Robert! what's th' matter! nah mun,Aw see 'at ther's summat nooan sweet;Thi een luk as red as a sun--Aw ...
Done Agean (John Hartley Poems)
Aw've a rare lump o' beef on a dish, We've some bacon 'at's hung up o' th' thack,We've as mich gooid ...
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 ...
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 ...
Take Heart! (John Hartley Poems)
Roughest roads, we often find, Lead us on to th' nicest places;Kindest hearts oft hide behind Some o'th' plainest-lukkin faces.Flaars whose colors ...
Love An’ Labor (John Hartley Poems)
Th' swallows are buildin ther nests, Jenny, Th' springtime has come with its flowers;Th' fields in ther greenest are drest, Jenny, An ...
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' ...
Another Babby (John Hartley Poems)
Another!--well, my bonny lad, A'w wodn't send thee back;Altho' we thowt we hadn't raam, Tha's fun some in a crack.It maks me ...
That Drabbled Brat (John Hartley Poems)
Goa hooam,--tha little drabbled brat, Tha'll get thi deeath o' cold;Whear does ta live? Just tell me that, Befooar aw start to ...
Love (John Hartley Poems)
Love--love--love--love,--A tiny hand in a tiny glove;A witching smile that means,--well,--well,Whether little or much its hard to tell.A tiny foot ...
Their Fred (John Hartley Poems)
"He's a nowt! If ther's owtAt a child shouldn't do, He mun try, Or know why,Befoor th' day's getten throo. An his dad, Ov his ...
What Wor It? (John Hartley Poems)
What wor it made me love thee, lass? Aw connot tell;Aw know it worn't for thi brass;-- Tho' poor miselAw'd moor nor ...
I’d A Dream (John Hartley Poems)
I'd a dream last night of my boyhood's days, And the scenes where my youth was spent;And I roamed the old ...
Mary’s Bonnet (John Hartley Poems)
Have yo seen awr Mary's bonnet? It's a stunner,--noa mistak!Ther's a bunch o' rooasies on it, An a feather daan her back.Yollo ...