A Lot o' Maidens a-Runnen the Vields

" COME on. Be sprack, a-laggen back. "
" Oh! be there any cows to hook? "
" Lauk she's afraid, a silly maid, "
Cows? No, the cows be down by brook.
" O here then, oh! here is a lot. "
" A lot o' what? what is it? what? "
" Why blackberries, as thick
As ever they can stick. "
" I've dewberries, oh! twice
As good as they; so nice. "
" Look here. Theäse boughs be all but blue
Wi' snags. "
" Oh! gi'e me down a vew. "
" Come here, oh! do but look. "
" What's that? what is it now? "
" Why nuts a-slippen shell. "
" Hee! hee! pull down the bough. "
" I wish I had a crook. "
" There zome o'm be a-vell. "
(One sings)
" I wish I was on Bimport Hill
I would zit down and cry my vill. "
" Hee! hee! there's Jenny zomewhere nigh,
A-zingen that she'd like to cry. "
(Jenny sings)
" I would zit down and cry my vill
Until my tears would dreve a mill. "
" Oh! here's an ugly crawlen thing,
A sneäke. " " A slooworm; he wont sting. "
" Hee! hee! how she did squal an' hop,
A-spinnen roun' so quick's a top. "
" Look here, oh! quick, be quick. "
" What is it? what then? where? "
" A rabbit. " " No, a heäre. "
" Ooh! ooh! the thorns do prick, "
" How he did scote along the ground
As if he wer avore a hound. "
" Now mind the thistles. " " Hee, hee, hee,
Why they be knapweeds. "
" No. " " They be. "
" I've zome'hat in my shoe. "
" Zit down, an' sheäke it out. "
" Oh! emmets, oh! ooh, ooh,
A-crawlen all about. "
" What bird is that, O harken, hush.
How sweetly he do zing. "
" A nightingeäle. " " La! no, a drush. "
" Oh! here's a funny thing. "
" Oh! how the bull do hook,
An' bleäre, an' fling the dirt. "
" Oh! wont he come athirt? "
" No, he's beyond the brook. "
" O lauk! a hornet rose
Up clwose avore my nose. "
" Oh! what wer that so white
Rush'd out o' thik tree's top? "
" An owl. " " How I did hop,
How I do sheäke wi' fright. "
" A musheroom. " " O lau!
A twoadstool! Pwoison! Augh. "
" What's that, a mouse? "
" O no,
Teäke ceäre, why 'tis a shrow. "
" Be sure dont let en come
An' run athirt your shoe
He'll meäke your voot so numb
That you wont veel a tooe. "
" Oh! what wer that so loud
A-rumblen? " " Why a clap
O' thunder. Here's a cloud
O' rain. I veel a drap. "
" A thunderstorm. Do rain.
Run hwome wi' might an' main. "
" Hee! hee! oh! there's a drop
A-trickled down my back. Hee! hee! "
" My head's as wet's a mop. "
" Oh! thunder, " " there's a crack. Oh! Oh! "
" Oh! I've a-got the stitch, Oh! "
" Oh! I've a-lost my shoe, Oh! "
" There's Fanny into ditch, Oh! "
" I'm wet all drough an' drough, Oh! "
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