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VULL A MAN.
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We then did hear the tongue ov aïr
 A-mockèn mother’s vaïce so thin,
“Come, now the bell do goo vor praÿ’r”
              —vor pray’r;
“ ’Tis time to goo to church; come in”
              —come in.

The night when little Anne, that died,
 Begun to zickèn, back in Maÿ,
An’ she, at dusk ov evenèn-tide,
 Wer out wi’ others at their plaÿ,
Within the churchyard that do keep
 Her little bed, the vaïce o’ thin
Dark aïr, mock’d mother’s call “To sleep”
              —to sleep;
“ ’Tis bed time now, my love, come in”
              —come in.

An’ when our Jeäne come out so smart
 A-married, an’ we help’d her in
To Henry’s newly-païnted cart,
 The while the wheels begun to spin,
An’ her gaÿ nods, vor all she smil’d,
 Did sheäke a tear-drop vrom each eye,
The vaïce mock’d mother’s call, “Dear child”
              —dear child;
 “God bless ye evermwore; good bye”
              —good bye.

VULL A MAN.

No, I’m a man, I’m vull a man,
You beät my manhood, if you can.
You’ll be a man if you can teäke

All steätes that household life do meäke.