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POEMS OF RURAL LIFE.

Or heal young beäns or peas in line,
Or tie em up wi’ rods an’ twine,
Or peel a kindly withy white
To hold a droopèn flow’r upright.

THOMAS.

No. Bits o’ time can zeldom come
To much on groun’ a mile vrom hwome
A man at hwome should have in view
The jobs his childern’s hands can do;
An’ groun’ abrode mid teäke em all
Beyond their mother’s zight an’ call,
To get a zoakèn in a storm,
Or vall, i’ may be, into harm.

JOHN.

Ees. Geärden groun’, as I’ve a-zed,
Is better near woone’s bwoard an’ bed.

PENTRIDGE BY THE RIVER.

Pentridge!—oh! my heart’s a-zwellèn
Vull o’ jaÿ wi’ vo’k a-tellèn
 Any news o’ thik wold pleäce,
An’ the boughy hedges round it,
An’ the river that do bound it
 Wi’ his dark but glis’nèn feäce.
Vor there’s noo land, on either hand,
To me lik’ Pentridge by the river.

Be there any leaves to quiver
On the aspen by the river?
 Doo he sheäde the water still,
Where the rushes be a-growèn,
Where the sullen Stour’s a-flowèn
 Drough the meäds vrom mill to mill?
Vor if a tree wer dear to me,
Oh! ’twer thik aspen by the river.