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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536766" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hay-Carren</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis merry ov a zummer's day, <br>When vo'k be out a-haulèn hay, <br>Where boughs, a-spread upon the ground, <br>Do meäke the staddle big an' round; <br>An' grass do stand in pook, or lie <br>In long-backed weäles or parsels, dry. <br>There I do vind it stir my heart <br>To hear the frothèn hosses snort, <br>A-haulèn on, wi' sleek heäir'd hides, <br>The red-wheel'd waggon's deep-blue zides. <br>Aye; let me have woone cup o' drink, <br>An' hear the linky harness clink, <br>An' then my blood do run so warm, <br>An' put sich strangth 'ithin my eärm, <br>That I do long to toss a pick, <br>A-pitchèn or a-meäkèn rick. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bwoy is at the hosse's head, <br>An' up upon the waggon bed <br>The lwoaders, strong o' eärm do stan', <br>At head, an' back at taïl, a man, <br>Wi' skill to build the lwoad upright <br>An' bind the vwolded corners tight; <br>An' at each zide o'm, sprack an' strong, <br>A pitcher wi' his long-stem'd prong, <br>Avore the best two women now <br>A-call'd to reäky after plough. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I do pitchy, 'tis my pride <br>Vor Jenny Hine to reäke my zide, <br>An' zee her fling her reäke, an' reach <br>So vur, an' teäke in sich a streech; <br>An' I don't shatter hay, an' meäke <br>Mwore work than needs vor Jenny's reäke. <br>I'd sooner zee the weäles' high rows <br>Lik' hedges up above my nose, <br>Than have light work myzelf, an' vind <br>Poor Jeäne a-beät an' left behind; <br>Vor she would sooner drop down dead, <br>Than let the pitchers get a-head. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis merry at the rick to zee <br>How picks do wag, an' hay do vlee. <br>While woone's unlwoadèn, woone do teäke <br>The pitches in; an' zome do meäke <br>The lofty rick upright an' roun', <br>An' tread en hard, an' reäke en down, <br>An' tip en, when the zun do zet, <br>To shoot a sudden vall o' wet. <br>An' zoo 'tis merry any day <br>Where vo'k be out a-carrèn hay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Barnes">William Barnes</a><div class=q>
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When vo'k be out a-haulèn hay, 
Where boughs, a-spread upon the ground, 
Do meäke the staddle big an' round; 
An' grass do stand in pook, or lie 
In long-backed weäles or parsels, dry. 
There I do vind it stir my ..."></div>
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