Random Rhymes and Rambles
Transcribed from the 1876 edition by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org. Many thanks to Bradford Local Studies for providing the copy from which this transcription was made. Also to Keighley Local Studies for supplying the title page (the Bradford copy lacks the title page).
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By Bill o’th Hoylus End.
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Sae I’ve begun to scrawl, but whether In rhyme or prose, or baith thegither, Or some hotch-potch that’s rightly neither, Let time mak proof; But shall I scribble down some blether Just clean aff-loof. I am nae poet, in a sense, But just a rhymer, like, by chance, And hae to learning nae pretence. Yet, what the matter? Whene’er my muse does on me glance, I jingle at her. Burns .
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KEIGHLEY: A. APPLEYARD, PRINTER, CHURCH GREEN. 1876.
Most Respectfully
Dedicated to
James Wright,
Local Musician and Composer,
North Beck Mills,
Bill o'th' Hoylus End
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Come Nivver De e Thee Shell.
The Fugitive: a Tale Kersmas Time.
Sall at Bog.
O, Welcome, Lovely Summer.
Waiting for t’ Angels.
Haworth Sharpness.
The Broken Pitcher.
The Benks o’ the Aire.
Christmas Day.
The Factory Girl.
Bonny Lark.
T’oud Blacksmith’s Advise ta hiz Son Ned.
Home ov Mi Boyish Days.
Address t’t First Wesherwuman.
In a Pleasant Little Valley.
The Heroic Watchman of Calversike Hill.
Betty Blake: A Tale of Butterworth Panic.
The Vision.
A New Devorse.
Ode to Wedlock!
Com Geas a Wag o’ thee Paw.
My Visit ta’t Glory Band.
Behold How the Rivers!
The World’s Wheels.
Ode to an Herring.
We Him haw call my awn.
A Yorkshireman’s Christmas.
The Veteran.