Enoch Arden, &c. by Alfred Lord Tennyson
page 87 of 118 (73%)
page 87 of 118 (73%)
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I. Wheer 'asta bean saw long and mea liggin' 'ere aloan? Noorse? thoort nowt o' a noorse: whoy, doctor's abean an' agoan: Says that I moant 'a naw moor yaale: but I beant a fool: Git ma my yaale, fur I beant a-gooin' to break my rule. II. Doctors, they knaws nowt, for a says what's nawways true: Naw soort o' koind o' use to saay the things that a do. I've 'ed my point o' yaale ivry noight sin' I bean 'ere, An' I've 'ed my quart ivry market-noight for foorty year. III. Parson's a bean loikewoise, an' a sittin' ere o' my bed. `The amoighty's a taakin o' you to 'issen, my friend,' 'a said, An' a towd ma my sins, an's toithe were due, an' I gied it in hond; I done my duty by un, as I 'a done by the |
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