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As bold as a robin! It’s much he cares
For this nice old shame and disgrace.
For this nice old shame and disgrace.
Oh but he drops his flag when ’e sees me,
Yes, an’ ’is face goes white . . . oh yes
Tha can stare at me wi’ thy fierce blue eyes,
But tha doesna stare me out, I guess!
Yes, an’ ’is face goes white . . . oh yes
Tha can stare at me wi’ thy fierce blue eyes,
But tha doesna stare me out, I guess!
VI
Whativer brings thee out so far
In a’ this depth o’ snow?
—I’m takin’ ’ome a weddin’ dress
If tha maun know.
Whativer brings thee out so far
In a’ this depth o’ snow?
—I’m takin’ ’ome a weddin’ dress
If tha maun know.
Why, is there a weddin’ at Underwood,
As tha ne’d trudge up here?
—It’s Widow Naylor’s weddin’-dress,
An’ ’er’s wantin it, I hear.
As tha ne’d trudge up here?
—It’s Widow Naylor’s weddin’-dress,
An’ ’er’s wantin it, I hear.
’Er doesna want no weddin-dress . . .
What—but what dost mean?
—Doesn’t ter know what I mean, Tim?—Yi,
Tha must’ a’ been hard to wean!
What—but what dost mean?
—Doesn’t ter know what I mean, Tim?—Yi,
Tha must’ a’ been hard to wean!
Tha’rt a good-un at suckin-in yet, Timmy;
But tell me, isn’t it true
As ’er’ll be wantin’ my weddin’ dress
In a week or two?
But tell me, isn’t it true
As ’er’ll be wantin’ my weddin’ dress
In a week or two?
Tha’s no occasions ter ha’e me on
Lizzie—what’s done is done!
—Done, I should think so—Done! But might
I ask when tha begun?
Lizzie—what’s done is done!
—Done, I should think so—Done! But might
I ask when tha begun?
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