The room mid have, as 'tis but fit,
A han'some seat vor vo'k so feäir;
But we, in zun-dried vield an' wood,
Ha' seats as good's a goolden chair.
Vor here, 'ithin the woody drong,
A ribbèd elem-stem do lie,
A-vell'd in Spring, an' stratch'd along
A bed o' grægles up knee-high,
A sheädy seat to rest, an' let
The burnèn het o' noon goo by.