| From Whinny Moor when thou mayst pass, Every neet and all, To Brig o' Dread thou comest at last, And Christ receive thy saul. |
| They wor tellin' it at th' 'Red Cat' tother neet, bod I could hardly hear for th' gam at wor afoot. |
| An' he wur sech a gradely little chap, so peart an' lively, crowin' an' laughin' from morn till neet. |
| Why, I'll bless the gentleman for it, an' pray for him day an' neet while I live. |
| The weather were that bad he doubted they'd come to no good if they were out all neet. |
| I've stayed round the old house many a neet, feared summat mought harm yo', an' yo' know yo' niwer gave me a good word, Meg. |
