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PRAISE O’ DO’SET..
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An’ so comely,
An’ so hwomely,
Be the maïdens, if your son
Took woone o’m, then you’d cry “Well done!”
Friend an’ wife,
Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers,
Happy, happy, be their life!
Vor Do’set dear,
Then gi’e woone cheer;
D’ye hear? woone cheer!
If you do zee our good men travel,
Down a-voot, or on their meäres,
Along the windèn leänes o’ gravel,
To the markets or the feäirs,—
Though their ho’ses cwoats be ragged,
Though the men be muddy-laggèd,
Be they roughish,
Be they gruffish,
They be sound, an’ they will stand
By what is right wi’ heart an’ hand.
Friend an’ wife,
Fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers,
Happy, happy, be their life!
Vor Do’set dear,
Then gi’e woone cheer;
D’ye hear? woone cheer!
