But oh! the cowslips where we stopt
In Maÿcreech, on the knap!"
An' vrom their little han's each dropt
Some cowslips in her lap.
Cried Grammer, "Only zee!
I can't teäke strolls,
An' little souls
Would bring the vields to me.
Since 'tis God's will, an' mus' be well
That I should bide 'ithin a wall."