When we all did draw near
In a cluster to hear
O' the merry wold soul how she did use
To walk an' to dance wi' her high-heel shoes.
She'd a gown wi' girt flowers lik' hollyhocks,
An' zome stockèns o' gramfer's a-knit wì' clocks,
An' a token she kept under lock an' key,—
A small lock ov his heäir off avore 't wer grey.
An' her eyes wer red,
An' she shook her head,