Take warmth o’ me,—out of my ’eart and soul!
I’ll make ye warm.
(He takes her to his heart)
Why, I was coming ’ome.
I’d ’a been yere before, but I lost my way,
Got buried in the snow. Then I ’eard you
A-callin’ me! I thought I saw your face,
Then it all went, and then, my feet grew strong,
Life come to me, and warmth, and here I be!
Can’t ’e speak to me? Be ye gone so far