Dear little Alice lay dying;— I see her as if ’twas to-day, And we stood round her snowy bed,… And watching her life ebb away. ’Twas a beautiful day in the sprin…

One neet as aw trudged throo mi wa… Thinks aw, nah mi labor is done, Aw feel just inclined for a lark, For its long sin aw had onny fun. An ov coorse awd mi wife i’ mi min…

Come let us choose the better part… And sing whilst life is given; A cheerful and contented heart Gives no offence to Heaven. ’Tis Christmas time, then fill th…

Ge me thi hand, mi trusty friend, Mi own is all aw ha to gie thi; Let friendship simmer on to th’ en… God bless thi! I an gooid luck be… Aw prize thee just for what tha ar…

Sin Leeds wor a city it puts on g… An aw’ve noa wish to bother wi’ ot… ‘At they’ve mich to be praad on aw… But aw think thier’s some things t… They’ve raised some fine buildings…

It worn’t for her winnin ways, Nor for her bonny face But shoo wor th’ only lass we had, An that quite alters th’ case. We’d two fine lads as yo need see,

Draw thi cheer nigher th’ foir, pu… Put thi tooas up o’th’ fender to w… We’ve booath wrought enuff, aw sho… An a rest willn’t do us mich harm. Awr lot’s been a rough en, an tho’…

Es ta seen ahr Mary’s bonnet It’s a stunner an’ nooa mistak! Yeller ribbons, yeller rooases An’ a gurt big feather dahn t’back Ah Mary went ter chu’ch last Sund…

Little childer,—little childer; Harken to an old man’s ditty; Tho yo live ith’ country village,— Tho yo live ith’ busy city. Aw’ve a little tale to tell yo,—

Oh the snow,—the bright fleecy sno… Isn’t it grand when the north bree… Isn’t it bracing the ice to skim o… With a jovial friend or the one yo… How the ice crackles, and how the…

Its a long time sin thee an’ me ha… Soa pull up thi cheer, an sit daan… for ther’s noabdy moor welcome nor… Thi toppin’s grown whiter nor once… To see ther’s a rooas o’ thi cheek…

Aw’ve been laiking for ommost eigh… An’ aw can’t get a day’s wark to d… Aw’ve trailed abaht th’ streets wo… An’ aw’ve worn mi clog-soils ommos… Aw’ve a wife and three childer at…

‘Another day will follow this,’ Ah,—that shall sewerly be, But th’ day 'at dawns to-morn, my… May nivver dawn for thee, This day is thine, soa use it weel…

Sleep bonny babby, thi grondad is… Noa harm can touch thee, sleep wit… Innocent craytur, soa helpless an… Grondad wod give up his life for t… Sleep little beauty,