Poems by William Barnes
Meaken Up A Miff
... But I wer twold,--an' thought 'twer true,-- ...
The Blackbird
... An' there, in sheädes o' darksome yews, ...
The Happy Days When I Wer Young
... An' tell, when death do still my tongue, ...
Dobbin Dead
... That vor stiff lags, lik' his, the best pleäce wer the road ...
Our Bethplace
... Drough green-bough'd day, an' dark-tree'd night ...
Aunts Tantrums
... She whurr'd, woone day, the wooden bowl ...
Gruffmoody Grim
... Then he growl'd that the bread wer sich stuff ...
"The Girt Woak Tree That's In the Dell"
... I there've a-climbed, an' there've a-zwung, ...
Poll
... Though there wer maïdens feäir an' tall, ...
The Church An Happy Zunday
... That meäde their sweet-hearts happy brides, ...
Guy Fauxs Night
... An' zome o'm's heads lost half their locks, ...
Fannys Beth-Day
... Wi' han'kerchiefs, an' strings, an' sticks: ...
Ellen Brine Ov Allenburn
... 'Tis true he brought zome feärèns back, ...
The Maid O Newton
... So sweet's a child, but walk'd wi' pride ...
Uncle Out O Debt An Out O Danger
... I've a vist vor friends, an' I'll vind a peäir ...
