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Moorman, F. W. (Frederic William), 1872-1919

"Yorkshire Dialect Poems (1673-1915) and traditional poems"



Down i' yon lum(1) we have a mill,
If they send more grist we'll grind more still.
With her broad arm an' mighty fist
Shoo rams it into t' mooter-chist.(2)
1. Wood. 2. The chest in which the toll of meal was kept.

Hob-Trush Hob

"Hob-Trush Hob, wheer is thoo?"
"I's tryin' on my left-foot shoe,
An' I'll be wi' thee--noo!"

Gin Hob mun hae nowt but a hardin' hamp,
He'll co om nae mair nowther to berry nor stamp.(1)
1. The meaning seems to be, If Hob is allowed nothing more than a
smock-frock of coarse hemp, he will not come again either to thresh
corn or to beat flax.

Nanny Button-Cap
T' moon shines breet,
T' stars give leet,
An' little Nanny Button-cap
Will coom to-morra neet.

The New Moon
A Setterday's mean
Cooms yance i' seven year ower sean.

I see t' mean an' t' mean sees me,
God bless t' sailors oot on t' sea.

New mean, new mean, I hail thee,
This neet my true love for to see.
Not iv his best or worst array,
Bud iv his apparel for ivery day.
That I to-morrow may him ken
Frev amang all other men.

Eevein' red an' mornin' gray:
Certain signs o' a bonnie day.
Evenin' gray an' mornin' red
Will send t' shepherd weet to bed.

Souther, wind, souther!(1)
An' blaw my father heame to my moother.(2)
1.


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