It wor Kursmiss day, - we wor ready for fun, Th' puddin wor boil'd an th' rooast beef wor done; Th' ale wor i'th' cellar, an th' spice-cake i'th' bin, An th' cheese wor just lively enuff to walk in....
I shall never forget the day, Annie, When I bid thee a fond adieu; With a careless good bye I left thee, For my cares and my fears were few. True that thine eyes seemed brightest; -...
'Tis strange 'at fowk will be sich fooils To mak life net worth livin', Fermentin' rows, creatin' mooils, Detractin' an' deceivin'. To fratch an' worry day an' neet, Is sewerly wilful blindness,...