Aw’ve been laikin for ommost eight… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaght th’ streets w… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife an’ three childer at…

Said Mistress Smith to Mistress… Aw’m feeard we’st ha to flit; Twelve year i’ this same haase we’… An should be stoppin yet, I’th’ same old spot, we thowt to s…

‘Another day will follow this,’ Ah,—that shall sewerly be, But th’ day 'at dawns to-morn, my… May nivver dawn for thee, This day is thine, soa use it weel…

Give it 'em hot, an be hanged to t… Souls may be lost wol yor choosin’… Out wi’ them doctrines 'at taich o… Daan wi’ a vice tho’ it may be a l… What does it matter if truth be un…

Coortin days,—Coortin days,—loved… What wod aw give if those days cou… Weddin is joyous,—its pleasur unst… But coortin is th’ sweetest thing… Walkin an talkin,

Little childer,—little childer; Harken to an old man’s ditty; Tho yo live ith’ country village,— Tho yo live ith’ busy city. Aw’ve a little tale to tell yo,—

Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Just a word i’ th… Aw hooap we shall net disagree; But aw’m foorced to admit as aw wa… At tha seems a big humbug to me. We know at tha brings us glad tidi…

A’a! its grand to have th’ place t… To get th’ wimmen fowk all aght o’… Mine’s all off for a trip up to th… An aw’ve th’ haase to misen for a… If aw’d mi life to spend ovver age…

On the sixteenth of June, eightee… The children of Sunderland hasten… Strange wonders performed by a mys… Believing,—as only young children… And merry groups chattered, as han…

Down in the deeps of dark despair… Of Death expectant;—Hope I put a… Counting the heartbeats, slowly, y… Marking the lazy ebb of life’s las… Sweet Resignation, with her opiat…

‘Into this well soa deep, We put thee daan to sleep, Farewell owd pump. Tho’ some may thee despise, We know tha’rt sure to rise

Bonny lassie, come thi ways, An let us goa together! Tho’ we’ve met wi stormy days, Ther’ll be some sunny weather. An if joy should spring for me,

If yo’ve a fancy for a spree, Goa up to Lundun, same as me, Yo’ll find ther’s lots o’ things t… To pleeas yo weel. If seem isn’t quite enuff,

Just listen to mi stooary lads, It’s one will mak yo grieve; It’s full ov sich strange incident… Yo hardly can believe. That lass aw cooarted, went one ne…