William Barnes (Уильям Барнс)

Third Collection. Tokens

Green mwold on zummer bars do show
 That they’ve a-dripp’d in Winter wet;
The hoof-worn ring o’ groun’ below
 The tree, do tell o’ storms or het;
The trees in rank along a ledge
Do show where woonce did bloom a hedge;
An’ where the vurrow-marks do stripe
The down, the wheat woonce rustled ripe.
Each mark ov things a-gone vrom view—
To eyezight’s woone, to soulzight two.

The grass ageän the mwoldrèn door
 ’S a tóken sad o’ vo’k a-gone,
An’ where the house, bwoth wall an’ vloor,
 ’S a-lost, the well mid linger on.
What tokens, then, could Meäry gi’e
That she’d a-liv’d, an’ liv’d vor me,
But things a-done vor thought an’ view?
Good things that nwone ageän can do,
An’ every work her love ha’ wrought,
To eyezight’s woone, but two to thought.

1. Second Collection. I know Who
2. Third Collection. Changes
3. Third Collection. Beauty Undecked
4. Second Collection. The Slantèn light o’ Fall
5. Second Collection. Meäry’s Smile

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