The while the waggon, wi' his lwoad,
Do crawl the rwoad a-windèn nigh.
Or now theäse happy holiday
Do let vo'k rest their weäry lim's,
An' lwoaded hay's a-hangèn gray,
Above the waggon-wheels' dry rims,
The meäd ha' seats in weäles or pooks,
By windèn brooks, wi' crumblèn brims.
Or if you'd gi'e your thoughtvul mind
To yonder long-vorseäken hall,