The while our smoke, arisèn blue,
Did melt in aiër, out o' zight,
Above the trees that kept us lew;
Wer birds a-zingèn,
Tongues a-ringèn,
Childern springèn, vull o' jaÿ,
A-finishèn the day in plaÿ.
An' back behind, a-stannèn tall,
The cliff did sheen to western light;
An' while avore the water-vall,