Now little Boy Beg can walk an' run
With his little grey dog an' all.
God bless the King and his lovely Queen—
But he hadn't no crown for all!
COUNTRY COURTSHIP
Johnny an' me was sweethearts
Many a year gone by,
Stannin' aroun' in the haggart,
An' havin' a cooish on the sly.
Till "Mayry, Mayry, Mayry, where's the milk?"
An' "Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, you'll be took!"
An' "Dear me heart, wherever is that gel!"
An' "bless me sowl, that Johnny should be shook!"
Johnny was goin' to market
With priddhas, an' butter, an' eggs,
An' of coorse I was runnin' to meet him,
Jus' for to soople me legs.
Then "Mayry, Mayry, Mayry! Where's that gel!"
An' "Johnny, Johnny, Johnny! Do you hear!"
An' "Bless me sowl, that Mayry should be shook!"
An' "Dear me heart what's keepin' Johnny theer!"
Johnny'd be firin' the chimley
With a wisp of gorse an' sthrow,
An' of coorse I was houlin' the matches
Jus' till he set it aglow.
But "Mayry, Mayry, Mayry, come you here!"
An' "Johnny, Johnny, John, come urrov that!"
An' "Dear me heart, wherever's Mayry gone!"
An' "What in all the worl' is them two at!"
Johnny an' me was married
Many a year ago,
An' a fine scutch of childher at us—
Ma word, how the lumpers grow!
Now its "Mayry, Mayry, Mayry, min' the chile,"
An' "Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, wipe your feet;"
An' I'm spendin' me time washin' dishes,
An' John is kep' running for meat!
THE THRAM
The golden sunshine filled the room,
To every corner stealing;
It glanced on Charlotte's silver hair,
And flashed along the ceiling.