Wï' leaves, wi' grass, wi' groun' wi' snow.
NANNY'S NEW ABODE.
Now day by day, at lofty height,
O zummer noons, the burnèn zun
'Ve a-show'd avore our eastward zight,
The sky-blue zide ov Hameldon,
An' shone ageän, on new-mow'd ground,
Wi' haÿ a-piled up grey in pook,
An' down on leäzes, bennet-brown'd,