Yorkshire Dialect Poems (1673-1915) and traditional poems

I's Gotten t' Bliss (1914)

     George H. Cowling

     I's gotten t' bliss o' moonten-tops to-neet,
        Thof I's i' bondage noo, an' blinnd an' deeaf.
     Brethren, I's stoun(1)! an' fand it varry sweet,
        Sea strike my neame off, if't be your belief
           I's slidin' back.
     Last neet, as I were shoggin'(2) on up t' street,
           I acted t' thief.

     Ye think I's hardened. Ay! I see ye lewvk.
        I stell't,(3) it's true; bud, brethren, I'll repay.
     I'll pay back ten-foad iverything I tewk,
        An' folks may say whate'er they like to say.
           It were a kiss,
     An' t' lass has promised iv oar ingle-newk
           To neame t' day.

     1. Stolen.  2. Jogging  3. Stole.