The primrwose in the shade do blow, The cowslip in the zun, The thyme upon the down do grow, The clote where streams do run; An' where do pretty maidens grow An' blow, but where the tow'r...
Now the shiades o' the elems da stratch muore an muore, Vrom the low-zink'n zun in the west o' the sky; An' the m'idens da stan out in clusters avore The doors, var to chatty an' zee vo'ke goo by. ...
A. Back here, but now, the jobber John Come by, an' cried, "Well done, zing on, I thought as I come down the hill, An' he'rd your zongs a-ring'n sh'ill, Who woudden like to come, an' fling...
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 sad, Ay, the child I had, But was not to keep. ...
'Ithin the woodlands, flow'ry gleaded, By the woak tree's mossy moot, The sheenen grass-bleades, timber-sheaded, Now do quiver under voot; An' birds do whissle over head, An' water's bubblen in its bed,...
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,...
No, I'm a man, I'm vull a man, You beat my manhood, if you can. You'll be a man if you can teake All steates that household life do meake. The love-toss'd child, a-croodlen loud,...
O! MARY, when the zun went down, Woone night in spring, w' viry rim, Behind the nap wi' woody crown, An' left your smilen face so dim; Your little sister there, inside, Wi' bellows on her little knee,...