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;