Songs of the Bards of the Tyne; Or, a Choice Selection of Origional Songs Chiefly in the Newcastle Dialect. Ed. by J.P. Robson

Songs of the Bards of the Tyne; Or, a Choice Selection of Origional Songs Chiefly in the Newcastle Dialect. Ed. by J.P. Robson

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 edition. Excerpt: ...to see the two, Who to be sav'd were striving-Mark haul'd them out wi' much ado, And call'd them culls for diving: The Quaker suen was put ashore, -For he was frighten'd varry sore--The Skipper promised never more To mention Hydrophobic f Fal de ral, &c. CANNY SHEELS. 'bout Newcassel they've written se mony fine sangs, And compar'd their bit place unti Lunnin; What a shem that 'tiv Sheels not a poet belangs, For to tell them they lee wi' their funniri. They may boest of their shippin' without ony doubt, ' For theirs nyen can deny that they've plen ty But for ivery yen that they're gobbin' about, Aw'm sure we can shew them, aye twenty! Let them baud theirfule gobs then and brag us ne mair, With their clarty bit au'd Corporation; For its varry weel knawn Sheels pays her full share For to keep Mister Mayor iv his station. They hev a bit place where they myek a few shot, Lunnin' column tiv it's like a nine-pin; And St. 'Nicholas compared to St. Pauls, an' what not Wey it's a yuven compared to a limekiln. If their Shot Tower sae hee was placed on wor sand end 'Side wor Light House to scraffle to glory; Their journey to heaven wad suen hev an end, For by gox, they'd ne'er reach the first story. Let them haud, &c. They call their Infirm'rv a place for a king, To be stow'd 'mang the sick, lyem, and lazy; If a Sheels man had ventured to say sic a thing, The blind gowks wad a' said he was crazy. Bout their Custom House tee they myek a greet rout, That the e'en o' the folk it diz dazzel; But if a' gans reet, Sheels withoot ony doubt, Will suen 'clipse that at canny Newcassel. Let them haud, &c Then they brag they luik bonay, fresh coloured, and gay, And the Lunnun folk a' wishey washey; But L--d put it off tiv a far distant day, That there's one..show more

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  • Paperback | 102 pages
  • 184 x 244 x 8mm | 180g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236563972
  • 9781236563972