The Dialect of Craven: In the West-Riding of the County of York, Volume 1 |
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appears applied authorities beat BELG better Book called cast cattle Chaucer child cloth cold common corn corruption Cotgrave Craven derives Dialect Doug Douglas drink edition English expression eyes fair fall fellow fire foot frequently Gentle give given Glossary ground hair hand hard hath head hence horse iron Jamieson Johnson kind King land language learned look Lord matter means milk Minst Moor Nares never pass person piece play Plou Poems probably Ramsay resemblance says seems sense Shaks sheep Shepherd signifies similar Skinner Spenser stone supposed Tale term TEUT thee thing thou Todd tongue Translat tree Tusser verb Virg WELSH Wiclif wood word
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Page 224 - UPON a simmer Sunday morn, When Nature's face is fair, I walked forth to view the corn, An' snuff the caller air. The rising sun, owre Galston muirs, Wi' glorious light was glintin ; The hares were hirplin down the furs, The lav'rocks they were chantin Fu
Page 241 - tis a lie, I am not ague-proof. Glo. The trick of that voice I do well remember : Is't not the king ? Lear. Ay, every inch a king : When I do stare, see, how the subject quakes.
Page 282 - If thy children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall learn them; their children also shall sit upon thy seat for evermore.
Page 16 - They kindle a fire, and dress a repast of eggs and milk in the consistence of a custard. They knead a cake of oatmeal, which is toasted at the embers against a stone. After the custard is eaten up, they divide the cake...
Page 88 - Her cutty sark, o' Paisley harn, That while a lassie she had worn, In longitude tho' sorely scanty, It was her best, and she was vauntie. — Ah ! little kend thy reverend grannie, That sark she coft for her wee Nannie, Wi...
Page 181 - my sight soon mayst thou be! I grantit nevir a traitor's life, And now I'll not begin wi' thee!' 'Grant me my life, my liege, my King! And a bonny gift I'll gie to thee Gude four-and-twenty ganging mills, That gang thro ' a
Page 305 - ST. Swithin's day if thou dost rain, For forty days it will remain : St. Swithin's day if thou be fair, For forty days 'twill rain na mair.
Page 124 - tis not done: the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss 'em. Had he not resembled My father as he slept, I had done't.
Page 89 - Ladybird, Ladybird, fly away home, Your house is on fire, your children will burn.
Page 209 - the first money received at market, which many superstitious people will spit on, either to render it tenacious that it may remain with them, and not vanish away like a fairy gift, or else to render it propitious and lucky, that it may draw more money toit.