Among the stan'ens, zide by zide;
An' thik day twel'month, never faïlèn,
She gi'ed me at the chancel raïlèn
A heart—though I do sound her praise—
As true as ever beät in staÿs.
How vast the time do goo! Do seem
But yesterday,—'tis lik' a dream!
Ah, sō's! 'tis now zome years agoo
You vu'st knew me, an' I knew you;
An' we've a-had zome bits o' fun,