Page:Barnes (1879) Poems of rural life in the Dorset dialect (combined).djvu/105

Rh Avore the busy wife’s vu’st smoke &emsp;Do curl above the tun, My day’s begun. An’ when the zun &emsp;’S a-zinkèn in the west, The work the mornèn brought’s a-done, &emsp;An’ I do goo to rest, Till the cock do gi’e me warnèn; &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;An’ light or dark, &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;So brisk’s a lark, &emsp;I’m up ageän nex’ mornèn.

We can’t keep back the daily zun, &emsp;The wind is never still, An’ never ha’ the streams a-done &emsp;A-runnèn down at hill. Zoo they that ha’ their work to do, &emsp;Should do’t so soon’s they can; Vor time an’ tide will come an’ goo, &emsp;An’ never waït vor man, As the cock do gi’e me warnèn; &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;When, light or dark. &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;So brisk’s a lark, &emsp;I’m up so rathe in mornèn.

We’ve leäzes where the aïr do blow, &emsp;An’ meäds wi’ deäiry cows, An’ copse wi’ lewth an’ sheäde below &emsp;The overhangèn boughs. An’ when the zun, noo time can tire, &emsp;’S a-quench’d below the west, Then we’ve, avore the bleäzèn vire, &emsp;A settle vor to rest,— To be up ageän nex’ mornèn &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;So brisk’s a lark, &emsp;&emsp;&emsp;When, light or dark, &emsp;The cock do gi’e us warnèn.