He don’t put down a thing,
But he do dab, an’ dash, an’ ding
It down, till all the house do ring.
RACKETÈN JOE.
She’s out.
FANNY.
Noo doubt.
HIS SISTER.
Athirt the bank,
Look! how the dog an’ he do pank.
FANNY.
Staÿ out, an’ heed her now an’ then,
To zee she don’t come in ageän.
ZUMMER AN’ WINTER.
When I led by zummer streams
The pride o’ Lea, as naïghbours thought her,
While the zun, wi’ evenèn beams,
Did cast our sheädes athirt the water;
Winds a-blowèn,
Streams a-flowèn,
Skies a-glowèn,
Tokens ov my jaÿ zoo fleetèn,
Heighten’d it, that happy meetèn.
Then, when maïd an’ man took pleäces,
Gaÿ in winter’s Chris’mas dances,
Showèn in their merry feäces
Kindly smiles an’ glisnèn glances;
Stars a-winkèn,
Day a-shrinkèn,
Sheädes a-zinkèn,
Brought anew the happy meetèn,
That did meäke the night too fleetèn.
