An’ never let the comers goo
Back hwome alwone, but always took
A stroll down wi’ em to the brook
To bring em gwain o’ Zundays.
How we did scote all down the groun’,
A-pushèn woone another down!
Or challengèn o’ zides in jumps
Down over bars, an’ vuzz, an’ humps;
An’ peärt at last wi’ slaps an’ thumps,
An’ run back up the hill to zee
Who’d get hwome soonest, you or we.
That brought ye gwain o’ Zundays.
O’ leäter years, John, you’ve a-stood
My friend, an’ I’ve a-done you good;
But tidden, John, vor all that you
Be now, that I do like ye zoo,
But what you war vor years agoo:
Zoo if you’d stir my heart-blood now.
Tell how we used to plaÿ, an’ how
You brought us gwaïn o’ Zundays.
EVENÈN TWILIGHT.
Ah! they vew zummers brought us round
The happiest days that we’ve a-vound.
When in the orcha’d, that did stratch
To westward out avore the patch
Ov high-bough’d wood, an’ shelve to catch
The western zun-light, we did meet
Wi’ merry tongues an’ skippèn veet
At evenèn in the twilight.
The evenèn aïr did fan, in turn,
The cheäks the midday zun did burn.
