An' after that we met wi' zome O' Mans'on vo'k, but jist a-come, An' had a raffle vor a treat All roun', o' gingerbread to eat; An' Tom meäde leäst, wi' all his sheäkes, An' païd the money vor the ceäkes, But wer so lwoth to put it down As if a penny wer a poun'. Then up come zidelèn Sammy Heäre, That's fond o' Poll, an' she can't bear, A-holdèn out his girt scram vist, An' ax'd her, wi' a grin an' twist, To have zome nuts; an' she, to hide Her laughèn, turn'd her head azide, An' answer'd that she'd rather not, But Nancy mid. An' Nan, so hot As vier, zaid 'twer quite enough Vor Poll to answer vor herzuf: She had a tongue, she zaid, an' wit Enough to use en, when 'twer fit. An' in the dusk, a-ridèn round Drough Okford, who d'ye think we vound But Sam ageän, a-gwaïn vrom feäir Astride his broken-winded meäre. An' zoo, a-hettèn her, he tried To keep up clwose by ouer zide: But when we come to Haÿward-brudge, Our Poll gi'ed Dick a meänèn nudge, An' wi' a little twitch our meäre Flung out her lags so light's a heäre, An' left poor Sammy's skin an' bwones Behind, a-kickèn o' the stwones. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROLOGUE, SPOKEN BY MR. GARRICK AT ... THEATRE ROYALE, 1747 by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) FAREWELL OF A VIRGINIA SLAVE MOTHER TO HER DAUGHTERS SOLD INTO BONDAGE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER JANUARY MORNING by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS SALOME by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE EYES OF LOVE by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |