But suddenly a horn did sound,
An’ zend the ho’semen on vull bound;
An’ her ho’se at the zight
Went after em, vull flight,
Wi’ Nanny in a fright,
A-pullèn, wi’ a scream an’ grin,
Her wold brown raïns to hold en in.
But no! he went away vull bound,
As vast as he could tear the ground,
An’ took, in line, a so’jer’s pleäce,
Vor Nanny’s cloke an’ frighten’d feäce;
While vo’k did laugh an’ shout
To zee her cloke stream out,
As she did wheel about,
A-cryèn, “Oh! la! dear!” in fright,
The while her ho’se did plaÿ sham fight.
MOONLIGHT ON THE DOOR.
A-swaÿèn slow, the poplar’s head,
Above the slopèn thatch did ply,
The while the midnight moon did shed
His light below the spangled sky.
An’ there the road did reach avore
The hatch, all vootless down the hill;
An’ hands, a-tired by day, wer still,
Wi’ moonlight on the door.
A-boomèn deep, did slowly sound
The bell, a-tellèn middle night;
The while the quiv’rèn ivy, round
