A've doubled t'neiv, afoar ta day,
At t' fooil i't seemin dlass.
Bud twarst o' fawts at a've seen yet,
I' woman ur i' man,
Is t'weary naagin nengin turn,
'At plagued poor Natterin Nan.
A' went one summer afternoin
Ta see hur poar owd man,
An aadly bed I darkened t'door,
When t'worrit thus began: