But neighbours, I’d almost forgot, for to tell ye exactly at one,
The dinner will be on the table, and music will play ’till its done:
When you’ll be all heartily welcome, of this merry feast for to share,
But if you won’t come at this bidding, why then you may stay where you are.
Blind Willy’s to play on the fiddle.
A SONG,
written and sung by H.F.H. at the opening of Jarrow Colliery, September 26th, 1803.
Old Jarrow, long-fam’d for monastical lore,
Where Bede, rusty manuscripts search’d o’er and o’er;