As clouds did ride wi’ heaesty fli… An’ woods did swaey upon the heigh… An’ bleaedes o’ grass did sheaeke,… The hedge-row bremble’s swingen bo… I come back hwome where winds did…

As I wer out in meaed last week, A-thatchen o’ my little rick, There green young ee-grass, ankle-… Did sheen below the cloudless sky; An’ over hedge in tother groun’,

Since we wer striplens naighbour… The good wold merry times be gone: But we do like to think upon What we’ve a-zeed an’ done. When I wer up a hardish lad,

An’ zoo o’ Monday we got drough Our work betimes, an ax’d a vew Young vo’k vrom Stowe an’ Coom, a… Vrom uncle’s down at Grange, to c… An’ they so spry, wi’ merry smiles…

Upon theaese knap I’d sooner be The ivy that do climb the tree, Than bloom the gayest rwose a-tied An’ trimm’d upon the house’s zide. The rwose mid be the maidens’ prid…

The dreven scud that overcast The zummer sky is all a-past, An’ softer air, a-blowen drough The quiv’ren boughs, do sheaeke th… Last rain drops off the leaves lik…

His aunt an’ uncle,—ah! the kind Wold souls be often in my mind: A better couple never stood In shoes, an’ vew be voun’ so good… _She_ cheer’d the work-vo’k in the…

Now, Fanny, ’tis too bad, you tea… How leäte you be a’ come! Where h… How long you have a-meäde me waït… I thought you werden gwaïn to come… I had a mind to goo back hwome age…

When sheaedes do vall into ev’ry h… An’ reach vrom trees half athirt t… An’ banks an’ walls be a-looken yo… That be a-turn’d to the zun gwain… Drough hay in cock, O,

When snow-white clouds wer thin an… Avore the zummer sky o’ blue, An’ I’d noo ho but how to vind Zome play to entertain my mind; Along the water, as did wind

Ah! how the looks o’ sky an’ groun… Do change wi’ months a-stealen rou… When northern winds, by starry nig… Do stop in ice the river’s flight; Or brooks in winter rains do zwell…

Ov all the birds upon the wing Between the zunny showers o’ sprin… Vor all the lark, a-swingen high, Mid zing below a cloudless sky, An’ sparrows, clust’ren roun’ the…

When our downcast looks be smilele… Under others’ wrongs an’ slightens… When our daily deeds be guileless, An’ do meet unkind requitens, You can meake us zome amends

Oh! there be angels evermwore, A-passen onward by the door, A-zent to teaeke our jays, or come To bring us zome—O Meaerianne. Though doors be shut, an’ bars be…

Zoo you be in your groun’ then, I… A-worken and a-zingen lik’ a bee. How do it answer? what d’ye think… D’ye think ’tis better wi’ it than… A-recknen rent, an’ time, an’ zeed…