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THE BELLS OV ALDERBURNHAM.
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Oh! if ever thy soft eyes
 Could ha’ turn’d vrom outward show,
To a lover born to rise
 When a higher woone wer low;
If thy love, when zoo a-tried,
Could ha’ stood ageän thy pride,
How should I ha’ lov’d thee still,
Pretty Jeäne o’ Grenley Mill.

THE BELLS OV ALDERBURNHAM.

While now upon the win’ do zwell
 The church-bells’ evenèn peal, O,
Along the bottom, who can tell
 How touch’d my heart do veel, O.
To hear ageän, as woonce they rung
In holidays when I wer young,
   Wi’ merry sound
   A-ringèn round,
 The bells ov Alderburnham.

Vor when they rung their gaÿest peals
 O’ zome sweet day o’ rest, O,
We all did ramble drough the viels,
 A-dress’d in all our best, O;
An’ at the bridge or roarèn weir,
Or in the wood, or in the gleäre
   Ov open ground,
   Did hear ring round
 The bells ov Alderburnham.

They bells, that now do ring above
 The young brides at church-door, O,
Woonce rung to bless their mother’s love,

 When they were brides avore, O.