We are near the last bend of the river, Soon will the prospect be bright; Already the waves seem to quiver, As touched with celestial light. Since first we were launched on its bosom,...
Let others boast ther bit o' brass, That's moor nor aw can do; Aw'm nobbut one o'th' workin class, 'At's strugglin to pool throo; An if it's little 'at aw get, It's little 'at aw need;...
Dullest month of all the year, - Suicidal atmosphere, Everything is dark and drear, Filling nervous minds with fear, Skies are seldom ever clear, Fogs are ever hov'ring near, -...
Poor old hat! poor old hat! like misen tha's grown An fowk call us old fashioned an odd; But monny's the storm we have met sin that day, When aw bowt thee all shiny an snod....
Nah chaps, pray dooant think it's a sarmon awm praichin, If aw tell yo some nooations at's entered mi pate; For ther's nubdy should turn a cold shoulder to taichin,...
It's hard what poor fowk mun put up wi'! What insults an snubs they've to tak! What bowin an scrapin's expected, If a chap's a black coit on his back. As if clooas made a chap ony better,...
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,...
Those days have gone, those happy days, When we two loved to roam, Beside the rivulet that strays, Near by my rustic home. Yes, they have fled, and in the past, We've left them far behind,...
Darling child, to thee I owe, More than others here will know; Thou hast cheered my weary days, With thy coy and winsome ways. When my heart has been most sad, Smile of thine has made me glad;...
Wake up my harp! thy strings begin to rust! Has the soul fled that once within thee dwelt? Idle so long, shake off that coat of dust! Are there no souls to cheer, no hearts to melt?...