The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1869-12-24
a NEW POEM BY TENNYSON.
NORTHERN FARMER.
NEW STYLE.


NEW STYLE.
Dosn't thou ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters
Proputty, proputty, proputty-thots what 1 cars
em saay
Proputty, proputty, proputty-Sam, thou's an
ass for thy paains:
Theers moor sense one O. is legs nor in all thy
brains.
Woa-theer's craw to pluck wi tha, Sam: yon's
Dosn't thou knaw that man nun be Gather a
man or a mouse
Time to think on 1t then; for thou1l be twenty to
weak
Proputty, proputty-woa then woa-let ma ear
mysen speak.
Me an thy muther, Sammy, as bean a-talkin'
thee.
Thou's been talkin' to muther, an she bean
tellin IL me-
Thou'll not marry for munny-thou's sweet upo
parsons lass.
Noa-thoull marry fur luvv-an' we boath on
us thinks tina an ass.
Seead her to-day goa by-Saaint s-daay-they
was ringing the bells.
She's beauty thou thinks-an' soa is scoors O.
gels,
Them as as mummy an all-wots beauty?-the
flower as blaws.
But proputty, proputty sticks, an proputty pro-
putty graws
v
Do'ant be stunt+ taake time: l knaws what
makes tha mad
Warnt l craazed fur the lasses mysen when 1
wur lad?
But knawd Quaker feller as often as towd
ma this:
'Doant thou marry for mummy, but goa wheer
mummy is !"
An went wheer mummy war; an thy mother
COON to and,
Wi lots O. mummy laaid by, an nicetish bit o
land
Maybe she warn't beauty:-I niver give it a
thowt-
Bit warn't she as good to cuddle an kiss as
lass as ant nowt'
Parsons lass ant nowt, an she weant a nowt
when 'es dead,
Nun be guinness, lad, or summit, and addict
her bread:
Whyi fur 'es nobbut curate an weant nivir
git nav igher
An e maade the bed as e ligs on afoor e
coOm'd to the shire.
And thin e coom'd to the parish wi lots O.
Stock to his taail they did, an e ant got shut
on EN- yet.
An e ligs on is back the grip wi moan to
lend i'm shove.
Woorse nor a far-welter'dS yowe: fur, Sammy,
e married for luvv.
Luvyi What's luvv thou can luvv thy lass an
er mummy too,
MAXIM 'em goa togther as they've good right
to do.
Could'n / luvv thy muther by cause O. er mummy
laaid by
Naay-fur / luvv'd 'er q vast sight moor fur it:
reason why.
Ay an, thy muther says thou wants to marry the
lass
Cooms of gentleman burn an we boath on us
thinks tina an
Woa then, proputty wtha ?-an ass as near as
Woa then. wiltha dangtha the bees is as fell
as owt.s
Break me a bit o the esh for his cad, lad out o
the fence
Gentleman burn? what's gentleman burn' is
il shillins an pence!
Proputty, proputty 'sivrything ere, an, Sammy,
I'm 6lest
If it isn't the Same oop yonder, fur them as as
it's the best.
Tisn them as as mummy as breaks into ouses
Them as as coats to their backs an takes their
regular meals.
Noa; but it's them as never knaaws wheer q
meals to be 'ad.
Take my word for it, Sammy, the poor in 9
loomp is bad.
Them or thir feythers, tina sees, nun "a bean
lazy lot;
Fur work nun q gone to the glttln WhlnlVel
mummy was got.
Feyther 'ad ammost nowt; leastways lis mum,
was id.
But e tued an moil'd 'issen dead, an e died
good un, e did
XIV.
Look thou theer wheer Wrigglesby beck come
out by the ill!
Feyther run up to the farm, an l runs up to tn
mill
An I'll run up to the brig, an that thou'll liy
to see;
And if thou marries good un I'll leave the Ian
to thee.
Thim's my. noatons, Sammy, whereby mean
to stick.
But if thou marries bad un, I'll leave the Ian
to Dick.
Coon oop, proputty, proputty-thats what
ears i'm saay-
Proputty proputty, proputty-canter an cante
AWAY.
This week: + Obstinate; . Earn,
Or fow.welter'd- of sheep lying on ts back
The flies fierce anything,
-Eoery Saturday.
1904 ARCH STREET. 100.