Hay-Meaken. Nunchen Time (William Barnes Poems)
A.Back here, but now, the jobber JohnCome by, an' cried, 'Well done, zing on,I thought as I come down the ...
A.Back here, but now, the jobber JohnCome by, an' cried, 'Well done, zing on,I thought as I come down the ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell!There's noo tree I do love so well;Vor times an' times when I ...
'Tis merry ov a zummer's day,When vo'k be out a-haul(William Barnes)
WHEN high hot zuns da strik right down,An' burn our zweaty fiazen brown,An' zunny hangens that be nighBe back'd by ...
Ov all the birds upon the wingBetween the zunny showers o' spring,-Vor all the lark, a-swingen high,Mid zing below a ...
A HAPPY day at Whitsuntide,As soon 's the zun begun to vall,We all stroll'd up the steep hill-zideTo Meldon, gret ...
THE PRIMRWOSE in the shade do blow,The cowslip in the zun,The thyme upon the down do grow,The clote where streams ...
O AYE! they had woone child bezide,An' a finer your eyes never met,Twer a dear little fellow that diedIn the ...
Ah! sad wer we as we did peacethe wold church road, wi' downcast feace,the while the bells, that mwoaned so ...
When from the child, that still is ledBy hand, a father's hand is gone, ---Or when a few-year'd mother deadHas ...
I'D a dream to-night As I fell asleep,O! the touching sight Makes me still to weep:Of my little lad,Gone to leave me ...
Now the light o' the west is a-turn'd to gloom,An' the men be at hwome vrom ground;An' the bells be ...
And passing here through evening dew,He hastened happy to her door,But found the old folk only twoWith no more footsteps ...
The girt woak tree that's in the dell ! There's noo tree I do love so well; Vor times an' ...
No, I'm a man, I'm vull a man, You beat my manhood, if you can. You'll be a man if ...
In the zunsheen of our zummers Wi' the hay time now a-come, How busy wer we out a-vield Wi' vew ...
'Ithin the woodlands, flow'ry gleaded, By the woak tree's mossy moot, The sheenen grass-bleades, timber-sheaded, Now do quiver under voot; ...
Green mwold on zummer bars do show That they've a-dripped in winter wet; The hoof-worn ring o' groun' below The ...
Since I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up steairs or down below, I'll zit me in the lwonesome pleace, ...
When I led by zummer streams The pride o' Lea, as naighbours thought her, While the zun, wi' evenen beams, ...
When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o' the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I ...
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with ...
If souls should only sheen so bright In heaven as in e'thly light, An' nothen better wer the cease, How ...
Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu'st time-vier new; Wi' yollow buttons all o' brass, That ...
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