'Tis merry ov a zummer's day, When vo'k be out a-haul'n hay, Where boughs, a-spread upon the ground, Do me'ke the staddle big an' round; An' grass do stand in pook, or lie...
A happy day at Whitsuntide, As soon 's the zun begun to vall, We all stroll'd up the steep hill-zide To Meldon, gret an' small; Out where the Castle wall stood high A-mwoldren to the zunny sky. ...
O aye! they had woone child bezide, An' a finer your eyes never met, Twer a dear little fellow that died In the summer that come wi' such het; By the mowers, too thoughtless in fun,...
Where the bridge out at Woodley did stride, Wi' his wide arches' cool she'ded bow, Up above the clear brook that did slide By the poppies, befoam'd white as snow; As the gilcups did quiver among...
We zot bezide the leafy wall, Upon the bench at evenfall, While aunt led off our minds wrom ceare Wi' veairy teales, I can't tell where, An' vound us woone among her stock...