Poems

The Castle Ruins A HAPPY day at Whitsuntide, As soon ’s the zun begun to vall, We all stroll’d up the steep hill-zide To Meldon, gret […]

The Surprise As there I left the road in May, And took my way along a ground, I found a glade with girls at play, By […]

The Wife A-Lost Since I noo mwore do zee your feäce, Up steärs or down below, I’ll zit me in the lwonesome pleäce, Where flat-bough’d beech […]

Tokens Green mwold on zummer bars do show That they’ve a-dripped in winter wet; The hoof-worn ring o’ groun’ below The tree do tell o’ storms […]

Woak Hill When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o’ the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I packed up my goods, […]

Woone Smile Mwore O! MARY, when the zun went down, Woone night in spring, w’ viry rim, Behind the nap wi’ woody crown, An’ left your […]

Zummer An’ Winter When I led by zummer streams The pride o’ Lea, as naighbours thought her, While the zun, wi’ evenen beams, Did cast our […]

After the Storm The storm is done–the lightning with its lust To rend the unhallowed dome in ruin dire; The purple heaps, from the rank chaos […]

Flesh and Spirit No! ’twas the questing dream that first achieved her– More sensed for knowing no material part, More real that no false outward eye […]

Life and death This world is driven by two contending powers– Love, that coerceth Heaven to dwell with dust, And that dire pledge of Hell’s self-perjured […]