Down where the elèms, stem by stem,

Do stan' to hem the grove below;

But after that, my veet vorzook

The grove, to seek the little brook

At Coomb, where I mid zometimes look,

To meet the maïd o' Newton.

CHILDHOOD.

Aye, at that time our days wer but vew,

An' our lim's wer but small, an' a-growèn;