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we in mornèn had a-drow’d The grass or russlèn haÿ abrode, The lit’some maïdens an’ the chaps, Wi’ bits o’ nunchèns in their laps, Did all zit down upon the knaps &emsp;Up there, in under hedge, below &emsp;The highest elem o’ the row, &emsp;&emsp;Where we did keep our flagon.

There we could zee green vields at hand, Avore a hunderd on beyand, An’ rows o’ trees in hedges roun’ Green meäds, an’ zummerleäzes brown, An’ thorns upon the zunny down, &emsp;While aïer, vrom the rockèn zedge &emsp;In brook, did come along the hedge, &emsp;&emsp;Where we did keep our flagon.

There laughèn chaps did try in plaÿ To bury maïdens up in haÿ, As gigglèn maïdens tried to roll The chaps down into zome deep hole, Or sting wi’ nettles woone o’m’s poll; &emsp;While John did hele out each his drap &emsp;O’ eäle or cider, in his lap &emsp;&emsp;Where he did keep the flagon.

Woone day there spun a whirlwind by Where Jenny’s clothes wer out to dry; An’ off vled frocks, a’most a-catch’d By smock-frocks wi’ their sleeves outstratch’d, An’ caps a-frill’d an’ eäperns patch’d;