He'd paÿ vor his money,
An' only zell honey to buy zome'hat sweet.
He did whisper to me, "You do know that you stood
By the Squier, wi' the vote that you had,
You could ax en to help ye to zome'hat as good,
Or to vind a good pleäce vor your lad."
"Aye, aye, but if I wer beholdèn vor bread
To another," I zaid, "I should bind
All my body an' soul to the nod of his head,
An' gi'e up all my freedom o' mind."