Waugh's Complete Works, Volume 1

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Page 169 - ... suet-dumplin', or lobscouse, Come ale, or cowd wayter, I'll sing ; An' a lump o' good cheese an' a jannock,1 It makes me as proud as a king. CHORUS —Then, come, an...
Page 169 - OME lads, an' sit down to yor porritch ; I hope it'll help yo to thrive ; For nob'dy con live as they should do Beawt some'at to keep 'em alive : We're snug ; with a daicent thatch o'er us, While round us the winter winds blow ; Be thankful for what there's afore us ; There's some that han nothing at o'. CHORUS — Then, come, an' sit down to yor porritch ; I hope it'll help yo to thrive ; For nob'dy can live as they should do Beawt some'at to keep 'em alive.
Page 101 - Thou'll ha' yon mill agate Afore thou'rt up ! Do stir thisel', Or else thou'll be too late ! And soon the muffled patter of Billy's clog-bound feet are to be heard as he trudges through the snow-covered streets of our northern towns, ill-clad — physically and materially — to meet the driving sleet, and half awake. But Billy is not alone. As he nears the mill he meets a host of similar...
Page 169 - But if it be good, an' there's plenty, I'm never so tickle wi' mine : It's aitin' that keeps a man waggin', An' hunger that butters his bread ; An' when a lad snighs1 at his baggin', It's time for to send him to bed. . CHORUS— Then, come, an...
Page 91 - Look ye there ! They hunted, an' they halloo'd, an' the next thing they did find, Was two young lovers in a lane, an' these they left behind. Look ye there ! One said that they were lovers, but another he said " Nay ; They're two poor wanderin' lunatics — come let us go away.
Page 162 - A shirt an' a pair o' shoon ! " ' A fig for yor shoon an' shirts ; My throttle's as dry's a oon ! " Poor owd Roddle ! iV. " Come, bring us a weel-filled quart ; I connot abide a tot ; To-day I've a chance to start With a foamin', full-groon pot ! This crown has a jovial look ; I'm fleyed it'll melt too fast ; But I'll live like a king i'th nook As long as my crown'll last ! " Poor owd Roddle ! v. But he met with a friendly touch That ended his mortal woes ; For he fell in a fatal clutch, That turned...
Page 91 - An' they'd nought to bring away at last, when th' huntin'day was done. Look ye there ! Then one unto the other said, " This huntin' doesn't pay ; But we'n powler't up an' down a bit, an' had a rattlin
Page 161 - An' this wur his endless tale, "Who'll ston a gill for me?" He crept into drinkin'-shops At dawnin' o' mornin' leet; He lived upo' barmy slops, An' slept in a tub at neet: Poor owd Roddle!
Page 169 - There's mony poor craiters are dainty, An' wanten their proven made fine ; But if it be good, an...
Page 161 - Roddle wur tattert an' torn, With a bleart an' geawly e'e ; He're wamble, an' slamp, an' unshorn ; A flaysome cowt to see : Houseless, without a friend, The poor owd wand'rin' slave Crawled on to his journey's end, Wi' one of his feet i'th grave : Poor owd Roddle ! ii.

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