NOA daht ye'll all ev eard abaht
T' Appolloa Belvidere,
A statty, thowt be sum ta be
Fro' ivvery failin tlear.
All reyt an streyt i' mak and shap,
A mould for t'race o' men,
A dahnreyt, upreyt, beng-up chap,
Nut mitch unlike mesen.
Nah, thaw ye knaw he's nowt bud stoan,