Which o’ them two narrer bridges you takes.”
Derry down, &c.
“The bruk is main deep,” Gaarge Mabbott then zaid,
As he looked at the water, and scratted his yead;
“And I owns I should ’mazinly like for to know
Auver which o’ thay bridges you aims vor to go.”
Derry down, &c.
“’Tis a akkerdish place to crass in the night,
And to stand here till marnin’ wouldn’t be right;
’T’ain’t a mossell o’ use to bide stabbleing[39] here,