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OWD ROÄ
Warm enew theere sewer-ly, but the barn was as cowd as owt,
An’ we cuddled and huddled togither, an’ happt28 wersens oop as we mowt.
An’ we cuddled and huddled togither, an’ happt28 wersens oop as we mowt.
An’ I browt Roä round, but Moother ’ed beän sa soäk’d wi’ the thaw
’At she cotch’d ’er death o’ cowd that night, poor soul, i’ the straw.
’At she cotch’d ’er death o’ cowd that night, poor soul, i’ the straw.
Haäfe o’ the parish runn’d oop when the rigtree29 was tummlin’ in—
Too laäte—but it’s all ower now—hall hower—an’ ten year sin;
Too laäte—but it’s all ower now—hall hower—an’ ten year sin;
Too laäte, tha mun git tha to bed, but I’ll coom an’ I’ll squench the light,
Fur we moänt ’ev naw moor fires—and soa little Dick, good-night.
Fur we moänt ’ev naw moor fires—and soa little Dick, good-night.
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