Sweet, drooping, azure tinted bells, How dear you are; Bringing the scent of shady dells, To me from far; Telling of spring and gladsome sunny hours, - Nature's bright jewels!=-heart-refreshing flowers!...
Whew! - Tha'rt in a famous hurry! Awm nooan baan to try to catch thi! Aw've noa dogs wi' me to worry Thee poor thing, - aw like to watch thi. Tha'rt a runner! aw dar back thi,...
Th' swallows are buildin ther nests, Jenny, Th' springtime has come with its flowers; Th' fields in ther greenest are drest, Jenny, An th' songsters mak music ith' bowers. Daisies an buttercups smile, Jenny,...
Let's love one another, it's better bi far; Mak peace wi yor Brother - it's better nor war! Life's rooad's rough enuff, - let's mak it mooar smooth, Let's sprinkle awr pathway wi kindness an love....
Let's mak a gooid start, nivver fear What grum'lers an growlers may say; That nivver need cause yo a tear, For whear ther's a will ther's a way. If yo've plenty to ait an to drink,...
What suits one body doesn't suit another. Aw niver knew two fowk 'at allus thowt alike; an' if yo iver heard a poor chap talkin' abaat somebdy 'ats weel off, he's sure to say 'at if he'd his brass he'd do different throo what t...
Did we but know what lurks beyond the NOW; Could we but see what the dim future hides; Had we some power occult that would us show The joy and sorrow which in THEN abides;...
They reckon to brew a gooid sup o' ale in October, an' they call it "Prime owd October." Ther's monny a war thing i'th' world nor a sup o' gooid drink. Landlords an' teetotal-lecturers manage to get a livin' aat on it some way;...
Once agean welcome! oh, what is ther grander, When years have rolled by sin' yo left an old friend? An what cheers yor heart, when yo far away wander, As mich as the thowts ov a welcome at th' end?...
When dull November's misty shroud, All Nature's charms depress, Flinging a damp, dark, deadening cloud, O'er each heart's joyousness. Our fancies quit their lighter vein, And out from Memory's shrine,...
Do you remember the wood, love, That skirted the meadow so green; Where the cooing was heard of the stock-dove, And the sunlight just glinted between. The trees, that with branches entwining...
Awm a young Yorksher lad as jolly an gay, As a lark on a sunshiny mornin, An Dolly's as fair as the flaars i' May, An trubbles we meean to be scornin. If we live wol to-morn aw shall make her mi wife,...
"A'a Mary aw'm glad 'at that's thee! Aw need thy advice, lass, aw'm sure; - Aw'm all ov a mooild tha can see, Aw wor nivver i' this way afoor. Aw've net slept a wink all th' neet throo;...
Mi hair is besprinkled wi' gray, An mi face has grown wrinkled an wan; - They say ivvery dog has his day, An noa daat its th' same way wi a man. Aw know at mi day is nah passed,...
Ther's sunshine an storm as we travel along, Throo life's journey whear ivver we be; An its wiser to leeten yor heart wi' a song, Nor to freeat at wbat fate may decree;...
They're all buildin nests for thersen, One bi one they goa fleetin away; A suitable mate comes, - an then, I'th' old nest they noa longer can stay. Well, - it's folly for th' old en's to freeat,...
Aw like to see a lot o' lads All frolicsome an free, An hear ther noisy voices, As they run an shaat wi' glee; But if ther's onny sooart o' lad Aw like better nor another,...
Sal Sanguine wor a bonny lass, Ov that yo may be sewer; Shoo had her trubbles tho', alas! An th' biggest wor her yure. Noa lass shoo knew as mich could spooart, But oft shoo'd heeard it sed,...