Oh, I have cost thee summat.
Look in the mirror an’ see thy-sen,
—What, I am showin’ thee summat.
Wasted an’ wan tha sees thy-sen,
An’ thy hand that holds the mirror shakes
Till tha drops the glass and tha shudders when
Thy luck breaks.
Sure, tha’rt afraid o’ summat.
Frail thou art, my saucy man,
—Listen, I’m tellin’ thee summat.