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Aye, the girt elem tree out in lit… Wer a-stannen this mornen, an’ now… Aye, the girt elem tree, so big ro… Where the mowers did goo to their… In the sheaede ov his head, when t…
Oh! when the friends we us’d to kn… 'V a-been a-lost vor years; an’ wh… Zome happy day do come, to show Their feaezen to our eyes ageaen, Do meaeke us look behind, John,
Sweet Woodley! oh! how fresh an’… Thy leaenes an’ vields be now in… The while the broad-leav’d clotes… In brooks wi’ gil’cups at the brim… An’ yollow cowslip-beds do grow
Ah! sad wer we as we did peace the wold church road, wi’ downcast… the while the bells, that mwoaned… above our child a-left asleep, wer now a-zingen all alive
Ees, last Whit-Monday, I an’ Mea… Got up betimes to mind the deaeiry… An’ gi’ed the milken pails a scrub… An’ dress’d, an’ went to zee the c… Vor up at public-house, by ten
Oh! there be angels evermwore, A-passen onward by the door, A-zent to teaeke our jays, or come To bring us zome—O Meaerianne. Though doors be shut, an’ bars be…
In church at Grenley woone mid ze… A beam vrom wall to wall; a tree That’s longer than the church is w… An’ zoo woone end o’n’s drough out… Not cut off short, but bound all r…
1 Since I noo mwore do zee… Up ste{'a}rs or down below, I’ll zit me in the lwonesome ple{'… Where flat-bough’d beech do grow; Below the beeches’ bough, my love,
When vu’st along theaese road vrom… I zeed ye hwome all up the hill, The poplar tree, so straight an’ t… Did rustle by the watervall; An’ in the leaeze the cows wer all
A. Back here, but now, the jobber Jo… Come by, an’ cried, 'Well done, z… I thought as I come down the hill… An’ heärd your zongs a-ringèn sh’i…
O Jenny, don’t sobby! vor I shall… Noo might under heaven shall peaer… My heart will be cwold, Jenny, wh… The zwell o’ thy bosom, thy eyes’… My kinsvo’k would fain zee me teae…
If I had all the land my zight Can overlook vrom Chalwell hill, Vrom Sherborn left to Blanvord ri… Why I could be but happy still. An’ I be happy wi’ my spot
Zoo after supper wer a-done, They clear’d the teaebles, an’ beg… To have a little bit o’ fun, As long as they mid stop. The wold woones took their pipes t…
An’ zoo o’ Monday we got drough Our work betimes, an ax’d a vew Young vo’k vrom Stowe an’ Coom, a… Vrom uncle’s down at Grange, to c… An’ they so spry, wi’ merry smiles…
Vorgi’e me, Jenny, do! an’ rise Thy hangen head an’ teary eyes, An’ speak, vor I’ve a-took in lie… An’ I’ve a-done thee wrong; But I wer twold,—an’ thought 'twe…