Willy.
Yea, mun! What are tha cummin’ hither foor?
Depend on ’t, they’d far better nivver stor.
Roger.
True, Willy—nobbut Inglishmen ’ll stand
By yan anuther; o’ ther awn good land
Tha’ll nivver suffer, Ah s’ be bun ti saay,
T’ Franchmen ti tak a sing’l sheep awaay;
Feightin’ foor heeam upo’ ther awn fair field,
All t’ poo’r o’ France c’u’d nivver mak ’em yield.