John; William; William's Bwoy; and William's Maïd at Feäir

son, daughter

JOHN

Zoo here be your childern, a-sheärèn so, sharing

Your feäir-day, an’ each wi’ a feäirèn. gift bought at the fair

WILLIAM

Aye, well, there's noo peace ‘ithout comèn

To stannèn an’ show, in the zummer. stall

JOHN

An’ how is your Jeäne? still as merry

As ever, wi’ cheäks lik’ a cherry?

WILLIAM

Still merry, but beauty's as feädesome

's the raïn's glowèn bow in the zummer. rainbow

JOHN

Well now, I do hope we shall vind ye

Come soon, wi’ your childern behind ye,

To Stowe, while o’ bwoth zides o’ hedges,

The zunsheen do glow in the zummer. sunshine

WILLIAM

Well, aye, when the mowèn is over,

An’ ee-grass do whiten wi’ clover. grass regrown after mowing

A man's a-tired out, vor much walken,

The while he do mow in the zummer.

WILLIAM's BWOY son

I'll goo, an’ we'll zet up a wicket,

An’ have a good innèns at cricket;

An’ teäke a good plounce in the water, plunge

Where clote-leaves do grow in the zummer. yellow water-lily

WILLIAM's MAÏD daughter

I'll goo, an’ we'll plaÿ “Thread the needle”

Or “Huntèn the slipper,” or wheedle

Young Jemmy to fiddle, an’ reely

So brisk to an’ fro in the zummer.

JOHN

An’ Jeäne. Mind you don't come ‘ithout her,

My wife is a-thinkèn about her;

At our house she'll find she's as welcome

's the rwose that do blow in the zummer.