An’ he sweears ’at he’ll mak ma his weyfe;
Mah mam graws seea stingy, sha scauds an’ sha fleets,
An’ twitters ma oot o’ mah leyfe.
Bud sha may leeak soor, an’ consate hersen wise,
An’ preeach ageean leyking young men—
Sen Ah’s a woman, her clack Ah’ll dispise,
An’ Ah s’ marry! tak care o’ mysen!
A DIALOGUE BETWEEN TWO YORKSHIRE FARMERS, ON THE INDECENCY OF DRESS ADOPTED BY FASHIONABLE LADIES.
[Date about 1800-15. Published at Bedale.]
Simon.