I thought thou'd a hadden more white in thy ee;
Good luck's in thy bargain, for my horse is
dead"—
"Hey," says Tommy, "my lad, so is mine, an it's flayed."
So Tommy got t' better of t' bargain, a vast,
And came off with a Yorkshireman's triumph at last;
For though 'twixt dead horses there's not much to choose
Yet Tommy was richer by the hide and four shoes.
