Eden Phillpotts (1862–1960)

A SUDDEN wakin’, a sudden weepin’,

A li’l suckin’, a li’l sleepin’;

A cheel’s full joys an’ a cheel’s short sorrows,

Wi’ a power o’ faith in gert to-morrows.

Young blood red-hot an’ the love of a maid,

One glorious day as’ll never fade;

Some shadows, some sunshine, some triumphs, some tears,

And a gatherin’ weight o’ the flyin’ years.

Then old man’s talk o’ the days behind ’e,

Your darter’s youngest darter to mind ’e;

A li’l dreamin’, a li’l dyin’:

A li’l lew corner o’ airth to lie in.