THE BEÄTEN PATH.
The beäten path where vo'k do meet
A-comèn on vrom vur an' near;
How many errands had the veet
That wore en out along so clear!
Where eegrass bleädes be green in meäd,
Where bennets up the leäze be brown,
An' where the timber bridge do leäd
Athirt the cloty brook to town,
Along the path by mile an' mile,