Yorkshire Ditties, Second Series - To which is added The Cream of Wit and Humour - from his Popular Writings by John Hartley
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An' when called on, they, tremblin' wi' fear, Say "The hungry an' nak'd we ne'er knew," That sentence shall fall on their ear-- "Depart from me; I never knew you." Then, oh! let us do what we can, Nor with this world's goods play the miser; If it's wise to lend money to man, To lend to the Lord must be wiser. A Strange Stooary. Aw know some fowk will call it crime, To put sich stooaries into ryhme, But yet, contentedly aw chime Mi simple ditty: An if it's all a waste o' time, The moor's the pity. ------- O'er Wibsey Slack aw coom last neet, Wi' reekin heead and weary feet, A strange, strange chap, aw chonced to meet; He made mi start; But pluckin up, aw did him greet |
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