Wi' bushy bank an' rushy nook,

Where perch did lie in sheädy holes

Below the alder trees, an' shoals

O' gudgeon darted by, to hide

Theirzelves in hollows by the zide.

An' there by leänes a-windèn deep,

Wer mossy banks a-risèn steep;

An' stwonèn steps, so smooth an' wide,

To stiles an' vootpaths at the zide.

An' there, so big's a little ground,