Its a long time sin thee an’ me ha… Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan… for ther’s noabdy moor welcome nor… Thi toppin’s grown whiter nor once… To see ther’s a rooas o’ thi cheek…

When but a little toddlin thing, I’th’ heather sweet shoo’d play, An like a fay on truant wing, Shoo’d rammel far away; An even butterflees wod come

O, the lasses, the lasses, God bl… His heart must be hard as a stooan ’At could willingly goa an distres… For withaat ’em man’s lot 'ud be l… Tho’ th’ pooasies i’ paradise grow…

Another!—well, my bonny lad, A’w wodn’t send thee back; Altho’ we thowt we hadn’t raam, Tha’s fun some in a crack. It maks me feel as pleased as punc…

‘Into this well soa deep, We put thee daan to sleep, Farewell owd pump. Tho’ some may thee despise, We know tha’rt sure to rise

Ther’s a Squire lives at th’ Hall… As if he wor ommost a god. He’s hansum, he’s rich, an he’s cl… An fowk’s praad if he gives 'em a… He keeps carriages, horses an dogs…

Ge me thi hand, mi trusty friend, Mi own is all aw ha to gie thi; Let friendship simmer on to th’ en… God bless thi! I an gooid luck be… Aw prize thee just for what tha ar…

Aw’ve been laiking for ommost eigh… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaht th’ streets wo… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife and three childer at…

Draw thi cheer nigher th’ foir, pu… Put thi tooas up o’th’ fender to w… We’ve booath wrought enuff, aw sho… An a rest willn’t do us mich harm. Awr lot’s been a rough en, an tho’…

Dooant forget the old fowks,— They’ve done a lot for thee; Remember tha’d a mother once, Who nursed thi on her knee. A father too, who tew’d all day

Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Just a word i’ th… Aw hooap we shall net disagree; But aw’m foorced to admit as aw wa… At tha seems a big humbug to me. We know at tha brings us glad tidi…

Old age, aw can feel’s creepin on, Aw’ve noa taste for what once made… Mi love ov wild marlocks is gooan, An aw know awm noa longer a lad. When aw luk back at th’ mile stooa…

Down in the deeps of dark despair… Of Death expectant;—Hope I put a… Counting the heartbeats, slowly, y… Marking the lazy ebb of life’s las… Sweet Resignation, with her opiat…

Some tawk becoss they think they’r… Wi’ sich a lot o’ wit; Some seem to tawk to let fowk know They’re born withaat a bit. Some tawk i’ hooaps 'at what they…

‘Awst nivver be jaylus, net aw!’ Sed Nancy to th’ love ov her hear… ‘Aw couldn’t, lad, if awd to try, For aw know varry weel what tha ar… Aw could trust thee to th’ world’s…