To Mally.
Its long sin th' parson made us one, An yet it seems to me, As we've gooan thrustin, toilin on, Time's made noa change i' thee. Tha grummeld o' thi weddin day, - Tha's nivver stopt it yet; An aw expect tha'll growl away Th' last bit o' breeath tha'll get. Growl on, old lass, an ease thi mind! It nivver troubles me; Aw've proved 'at tha'rt booath true an kind, - Ther's lots 'at's war nor thee. An if tha's but a hooamly face, Framed in a white starched cap, Ther's nooan wod suit as weel i'th' place, - Ther's nooan aw'd like to swap. Soa aw'll contented jog along, - It's th' wisest thing to do; Aw've seldom need to use im tongue, Tha tawks enuff for two. Tha cooks mi vittals, maks mi bed, An finds me clooas to don; An if to-day aw worn't wed, Aw'd say to thee, - "Come on."
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"Its long sin th' parson made us one,..."
This evocative piece by John Hartley, titled "To Mally.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...