ZUMMER AN' WINTER.

When I led by zummer streams

The pride o' Lea, as naïghbours thought her,

While the zun, wi' evenèn beams,

Did cast our sheädes athirt the water;

Winds a-blowèn,

Streams a-flowèn,

Skies a-glowèn,

Tokens ov my jaÿ zoo fleetèn,