Nor vu'st sheäke hands, to let the wrist
Lift up at last a bruisèn vist:
Vor clubs were all a-meän'd vor friends,
He twold em, an' vor better ends
Than twitèn vo'k an' pickèn quarrels,
An' tipplèn cups an' emptèn barrels,—
Vor meäkèn woone man do another
In need the kindness ov a brother.
An' after church they went to dine
'Ithin the long-wall'd room behine