To a Roadside Flower.
Tha bonny little pooasy! aw'm inclined To tak thee wi' me: But yet aw think if tha could spaik thi mind, Tha'd ne'er forgie me; For i' mi jacket button-hoil tha'd quickly dee, An life is short enuff, booath for mi-sen an thee. Here, if aw leeav thee bi th' rooadside to flourish, Whear scoors may pass thee; Some heart 'at has few other joys to cherish May stop an bless thee: Then bloom, mi little pooasy! Tha'rt a beauty! Sent here to bless: Smile on - tha does thi duty. Aw wodn't rob another of a joy Sich as tha's gien me; For aw felt varry sad, mi little doy Until aw'd seen thee. An may each passin, careworn, lowly brother, Feel cheered like me, an leeav thee for another.
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"Tha bonny little pooasy! aw'm inclined..."
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