Babby Burds (John Hartley Poems)
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 ...
John Hartley Poems on World (29 Poems)
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 ...
Bite Bigger (John Hartley Poems)
As I hurried through t' taan to my wark, -I were lat, for all t' buzzers had gooan-I happen'd to hear ...
Red Stockin (John Hartley Poems)
Shoo wor shoeless, an shiverin, an weet,-- Her hair flyin tangled an wild:Shoo'd just been browt in aght o'th street, Wi drink ...
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 ...
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 ...
All On A Christmas Morning (John Hartley Poems)
The wind it blew cold, and the ice was thick, Deeper and deeper the snowdrifts grew;A young mother lay in her ...
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 ...
Growin Old (John Hartley Poems)
Old age, aw can feel's creepin on, Aw've noa taste for what once made me glad;Mi love ov wild marlocks is ...
The Drunkard’s Song (John Hartley Poems)
Tho' the sober shake the head, And drink water, boys, instead, And the foolish all strong liquors do decry; Yet the foaming glass ...
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 ...
Help Thisen (John Hartley Poems)
"Come, help thisen, lad,--help thisen!" Wor what mi uncle sed.We'd just come in throo makkin hay, To get some cheese an breead.An ...
A Summer Shaar (John Hartley Poems)
It nobbut luks like tother day,Sin Jane an me first met;Yet fifty years have rolled away,But still aw dooant forget.Th' ...
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 ...
Horton Tide (John Hartley Poems)
Wor yo ivver at Horton Tide?It wor thear 'at aw won mi bride; An the joy o' mi life, Is mi dear ...
Sixty An Sixteen (John Hartley Poems)
We're older nor we used to be, But that's noa reason whyWe owt to mope i' misery, An whine an grooan an ...
De Profundis (John Hartley Poems)
Down in the deeps of dark despair and woe;-- Of Death expectant;--Hope I put aside;Counting the heartbeats, slowly, yet more slow,-- Marking ...
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 ...
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 ...
Still True To Nell (John Hartley Poems)
Th' sun wor settin,--red an gold, Wi splendor paintin th' west,An purplin tints throo th' valley roll'd, As daan he sank to ...
Be Happy (John Hartley Poems)
Some fowk ivverlastinly grummel, At th' world an at th' fowk ther is in it;If across owt 'at's pleasant they stummel, They ...
Drink (John Hartley Poems)
When yo see a chap covered wi' rags, An hardly a shoe to his fooit,Gooin sleawshin along ovver th' flags, Wi' a ...
Hide Not Thy Face (John Hartley Poems)
Hide not Thy face,--and though the road Be dark and long and rough,With cheerfulness I'll bear my load, Thy smile will be ...
Those Days Have Gone (John Hartley Poems)
Those days have gone, those happy days, When we two loved to roam,Beside the rivulet that strays, Near by my rustic home.Yes, ...
Nooan So Bad (John Hartley Poems)
This world is net a paradise, Tho' railly aw dooant see,What fowk should growl soa mich abaat;-- Its gooid enuff for me.It's ...
To My Daughter On Her Birthday (John Hartley Poems)
Darling child, to thee I owe,More than others here will know;Thou hast cheered my weary days,With thy coy and winsome ...
Passing Events (John Hartley Poems)
Passing events,--tell, what are they I pray?Are they some novelty?--Nay, nay, nay!Ever since the world its course began,Since the breath ...
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 ...