Poems by William Barnes
The Castle Ruins
... My wife did watch my maids light springs,&emsp ...
A Doset Sale
... Not I. Why _firs_ an' _furze_ do sound the seäme ...
In The Stilness O The Night
... Young naïghbours' housen down the pleäce, ...
Ivy Hall
... The darksome clouds mid fling their sleet ...
The Two Churches
... Vor sweet your swells o' vive clear bells ...
The Echo
... The vaïce mock'd mother's call, "Dear child" ...
Rivers Dont Gie Out
... A maïd--as Jeäne wer--young an' feäir, ...
Jessie Lee
... Wi' wind, an' cloud, an' brook, vor rest, ...
The Turn O The Days
... There the stream did run on, in the sheäde o' the hill, ...
Corn A-Turnen Yollow
... The teäper woats do bend their heads, ...
The Stage Coach
... An' the wheels went swiftly round, Good so's ...
Lydlinch Bells
... Did smite their own vo'ks window-peänes, ...
The Hwomestead A-Vell Into Hand
... Ov eight good hwomes, where, I can mind ...
Zitten Out The Wold Year
... Ting, ting, ding, dong! Farewell, wold year! ...
The Hollow Woak
... Theäse year do show, wi' snow-white cloud, ...
