An' can't paÿ twenty shillèns vor a pound?
What can't ye put a lwoaf on shelf?
JOHN.
Ees, now;
But I do fear I shan't 'ithout my cow.
No; they do mëan to teäke the moor in, I do hear,
An' 'twill be soon begun upon;
Zoo I must zell my bit o' stock to-year,
Because they woon't have any groun' to run upon.