Wi' burnèn streams o' zummer light,
Below the vine, a-traïn'd to hem
Their zides 'ithin his leafy stem,
An' rangle on, wi' flutt'rèn leaves,
Below the houses' thatchen eaves.
An' drough a lawn a-spread avore
The windows, an' the pworchèd door,
A path do wind 'ithin a hatch,
A-vastèn'd wi' a clickèn latch,
An' there up over ruf an' tun,