Hoosivver, this Ah knaw, ’at when tha pleease,
Oor sailors allus beeat ’em upo’ t’ seeas,
An’ if tha nobbut sharply leeak aboot,
Tha needn’t let a sing’l ship cum oot;
At leeast, tha’ll drub ’em weel, I dunnot fear,
An’ keep ’em fairly off fra landing here.
Willy.
Ah whooap seea, Roger; bud an’ if tha deea
Cum ower, Ah then s’all sharpen mah au’d leea[98].
What thoff Ah can bud ov a lahtle boast,