When music, in a heart that’s true… Do kindle up wold loves anew, An’ dim wet eyes, in feaeirest lig… Do zee but inward fancy’s zights; When creepen years, wi’ with’ren b…

Zoo after supper wer a-done, They clear’d the teaebles, an’ beg… To have a little bit o’ fun, As long as they mid stop. The wold woones took their pipes t…

The girt wold waggon uncle had, When I wer up a hardish lad, Did stand, a-screen’d vrom het an’… In zummer at the barken geaete, Below the elems’ spreaeden boughs,

Now the sheaedes o’ the elems do s… Vrom the low-zinken zun in the wes… An’ the maidens do stand out in cl… The doors, vor to chatty an’ zee v… An’ their cwombs be a-zet in their…

When leaezers wi’ their laps o’ co… Noo longer be a-stoopen, An’ in the stubble, all vorlorn, Noo poppies be a-droopen; When theaese young harvest-moon do…

WHEN high hot zuns da strik righ… An’ burn our zweaty fiazen brown, An’ zunny hangens that be nigh Be back’d by hills so blue’s the s… Then while the bells da sweetly ch…

When dewy fall’s red leaves do vle… Along the grass below the tree, Or lie in yollow beds a-shook Upon the shallow-water’d brook, Or drove 'ithin a sheaedy nook;

In brown-leav’d Fall the wheat a-… 'Ithin its darksome bed, Where all the creaken roller’s hef… Seal’d down its lowly head, Sprung sheaeken drough the crumble…

As I wer out in meaed last week, A-thatchen o’ my little rick, There green young ee-grass, ankle-… Did sheen below the cloudless sky; An’ over hedge in tother groun’,

Ah! how the looks o’ sky an’ groun… Do change wi’ months a-stealen rou… When northern winds, by starry nig… Do stop in ice the river’s flight; Or brooks in winter rains do zwell…

No; mind thy father. When his ton… Is keen, he’s still thy friend, J… Vor wolder vo’k should warn the yo… How wickedness will end, John; An’ he do know a wicked youth

Come out to the parrock, come out… The maidens an’ chaps be a-waiten… There’s Jim wi’ his fiddle to pla… Come out along wi’ us, an’ fling u… Come, all the long grass is a-mow’…

A. Back here, but now, the jobber Jo… Come by, an’ cried, 'Well done, z… I thought as I come down the hill… An’ heärd your zongs a-ringèn sh’i…

O mother, mother! be the teaeties… Here’s father now a-comen down the… Hes got his nitch o’ wood upon his… An’ such a speaeker in en! I’ll b… He’s long enough to reach vrom gro…

Avore we went a-milken, vive Or six o’s here wer all alive A-teaeken bees that zwarm’d vrom h… An’ we’d sich work to catch The hummen rogues, they led us sic…