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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536767" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hay-Meaken. Nunchen Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A. <br>Back here, but now, the jobber John <br>Come by, an' cried, 'Well done, zing on, <br>I thought as I come down the hill, <br>An' heärd your zongs a-ringèn sh'ill, <br>Who woudden like to come, an' fling <br>A peäir o' prongs where you did zing?' <br>J. <br>Aye, aye, he woudden vind it plaÿ, <br>To work all day a-meäkèn hay, <br>Or pitchèn o't, to eärms a-spread <br>By lwoaders, yards above his head, <br>'T'ud meäke en wipe his drippèn brow. <br>A. <br>Or else a-reäkèn a'ter plow. <br>J. <br>Or workèn, wi' his nimble pick, <br>A-stiffled wi' the hay, at rick. <br>A. <br>Our Company would suit en best, <br>When we do teäke our bit o' rest, <br>At nunch, a-gather'd here below <br>The sheäde theäse wide-bough'd woak do drow, <br>Where hissèn froth mid rise, an' float <br>In horns o' eäle, to wet his droat. <br>J. <br>Aye, if his swellèn han' could drag <br>A meat-slice vrom his dinner bag. <br>'T'ud meäke the busy little chap <br>Look rather glum, to zee his lap <br>Wi' all his meal ov woone dry crowst, <br>An' vinny cheese so dry as dowst. <br>A. <br>Well, I dont grumble at my food, <br>'Tis wholesome, John, an' zoo 'tis good. <br>J. <br>Whose reäke is that a-lyèn there? <br>Do look a bit the woo'se vor wear. <br>A. <br>Oh! I mus' get the man to meäke <br>A tooth or two vor thik wold reäke, <br>'Tis leäbor lost to strike a stroke <br>Wi' him, wi' ha'f his teeth a-broke. <br>J. <br>I should ha' thought your han' too fine <br>To break your reäke, if I broke mine. <br>A. <br>The ramsclaws thin'd his wooden gum <br>O' two teeth here, an' here were zome <br>That broke off when I reäk'd a patch <br>O' groun' wi' Jimmy, vor a match: <br>An' here's a gap where woone or two <br>Wer broke by Simon's clumsy shoe, <br>An' when I gi'ed his poll a poke, <br>Vor better luck, another broke. <br>In what a veag have you a-swung <br>Your pick, though, John? His stem's a-sprung. <br>J. <br>When I an' Simon had a het <br>O' pookèn, yonder, vor a bet, <br>The prongs o'n gi'd a tump a poke, <br>An' then I vound the stem o'n broke, <br>But they do meäke the stems o' picks <br>O' stuff so brittle as a kicks. <br>A. <br>There's poor wold Jeäne, wi' wrinkled skin, <br>A-tellèn, wi' her peakèd chin, <br>Zome teäle ov her young days, poor soul. <br>Do meäke the young-woones smile. 'Tis droll. <br>What is it? Stop, an' let's goo near. <br>I do like theäse wold teäles. Let's hear.</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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Back here, but now, the jobber John 
Come by, an' cried, 'Well done, zing on, 
I thought as I come down the hill, 
An' heärd your zongs a-ringèn sh'ill, 
Who woudden like to come, an' fling 
A peäir o' prongs where you did zing?' 
J. 
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