The Praise of Yorkshire Ale  
Wherein is enumerated several Sorts of Drinks, with a Description of the Humours of most sorts of Drunkards.  
To Which is added, a Yorkshire Dialogue, in its pure natural Dialect, as it is now commonly spokenin the North parts of Yorkshire.  
BEING A Miscellanious Discourse or  of Several Country Affairs, begun by a Daughter and her Mother, and continued by the Father, Son, Uncle, Niece, and Landlord: after which follows a Scold between Nell and Bess, two Yorkshire women.  
Corrected and Amended, with large Additions in many places throughout the whole Book, by the Author, And after all, a Clavis explaining the meaning of all the Yorkshire words in the Dialogue.  
By G. M. Gent.  
●ORK, Printed by J. White, for Francis Hil●●ard, at the Sign of the Bible in Stonegate, 1685.   

To the READER.  
Reader, here's sportive mirth, and harmless Droll,  
Come buy and read, & laugh thy Belly full.  
When thou hast done, if thou condemn me for't,  
Then I have made myself, and not thee sport;  
That man is too morose, and much to blame,  
That doth condemn all mirth to be profane:  
All Ages have of lawful mirth allowed.  
If too much time in it were not bestowed;  
Here thou hast mirth, with small expense of time,  
I've taken pains, the pleasure will be thine.  
Vale, G. M.   

Ad Momum,  

Carpere vel noli, nostra vel Ede tua.   

Or Carp not at these Lines of mine,  
Or cause for to be published thine.    

The praise of Yorkshire-Ale, wherein is Enumerated several Sorts of Drinks, with a Description of the Humours of most Sorts of Drunkards.  
Bacchus' having called a Parliament of late,  
For to consult about some Things of State,  
Nearly concerning the honour of his Court,  
Toth' Sun, behind'th Exchange, they did resort:  
Where being met, and many things that time  
Concerning the Adulterating Wine,  
And other Liquors; Selling of Ale in Muggs,  
Silver Tankards, Black-Pots, and little Juggs:  
Strong Beer in Rabits, and cheating penny Cans,  
Three Pipes for two pence; and such like Trepans:  
Vintners small Bottles, Silver mouthed black Jacks,  
Papers of Sugar, with such like cheating knacks:  
Biscuits, Luke Olives, Anchovies, Caviar,  
Neat's Tongues, West-Phalia-Hambs, & such like Ch●  
Crabs, Lobsters, Collar Beef, Cold Pullet's, Oyster  
And such like Stuffe, which make young men tur● Royste▪  
And many other things were then debated,  
And Bills past, upon the Cases stated;  
And all things ready for Adjournment, than  
Stood up one of the Northern Country men,  
A Boon good fellow, and Lover of Strong Ale,  
Whose Tongue well steeped in Sack begun this Ta●  
My Bully Rocks, I've been experienced long  
In most of Liquors, which are counted Strong:  
Of Claret, White-wine and Canary Sack,  
Rhenish and Malago, I've had no lack;  
Cider, perry, Metheglin, and Sherbet.  
Coffee and Mead, with Punch and Chocolet:  
Rum and Tea, Azora wine, Mederry,  
Vin-de-Paree, Brag, wine with Rosemdry:  
Stepony, Whisky, besides all these,  
●qua Caelestis Cinnamon, Hearts-ease:  
●rave Rosa Solis, and other Liquors fine,  
●asberry Wine, Pur-royal, and Shampine  
Malmsey, and Viper-wine, all these I pass:  
●rontineack; with excellent hippocras:  
Laced Coffee, Twist, Old Pharaoh, and Old Hoc  
Juniper, Brandy and Wine de Languedock.  
Mum, Cherry-wine Langoon, and ●emonad,  
Sherry, and Port a Port, both white and red.  
pomegranate, Myrtle, and Isope-wine I know,  
Ipres and Orleans, Coos, and eke Anjow,  
Burgundian-wine, Coecubum, Sage and Must,  
Fennel and Wormwood-wine have past my Gust,  
Hydromel, Mulsom, wine boiled with Southernwood  
Opimium, Smirna, and Bi●on good:  
Temetum, Lora and brave Muskadel,  
Rumney and Nectar too that doth excel:  
Sicilian, Naples and Lorain Wine,  
Moravia, Malta and Corsica fine:  
Tent, Muskatine, Brandy, and Alicant,  
Of all these Liquors I've had no scant,  
And several others; but none do I find,  
Like Humming Northern ALE to please my mind▪  
Its pleasant to the Taste, strong and mellow,  
He that affects it not is no boon Fellow.  
He that in this drink doth let his Senses swim,  
There's neither wind nor storms will pierce on him▪  
It warms in Winter, in Summer opes the Pores,  
'Twil make a Sovereign Salve 'gainst cuts & fares▪  
It ripens Wit, exhillerates the Mind,  
Makes friends of foes, & foes of friends full kind▪  
Its Physical for old Men, warms their Blood,  
Its Spirits makes the Coward's courage good:  
The Tattered Beggar being warmed with Ale,  
Nor Rain, Hail, Frost, nor Snow can him Assai●▪  
He's a good man with him can then compare,  
●t makes a Prentice great as the Lord Mayor:  
The Labouring Man, that toils all day full sore,  
A pot of Ale at Night, doth him Restore,  
And makes him all his Toil and pains forget,  
And for another day-work, he's then fit:  
There's more in drinking Ale, sure than we wots,  
For most Ingenious Artists, love a Pot:  
Nay amorous Ladies it will pleasure too,  
Make frozen Maids, and Nuns, and Virgins do  
The thing you know; Soldiers and Gownsmen,  
Rich and poor, old and young, lame & sound men  
May such advantage reap by drinking Ale,  
As should I tell, you'd think 'twere but a Tale;  
Mistake me not, Custom, I mean not tho,  
Of excessive Drinking, as great Ranters do,  
For that would turn a great Wit to a Sot,  
● mean the merry Quibbling o'er a Pot,  
Which makes dull Melancholy spirits be,  
For Critics and great Wits, good Company.  
Oh the rare Virtues of this Barley Broth;  
To rich and poor its Meat and Drink and Clot●  
The Court here stopped him, and the Prince did sa●  
Where may we find this Nectar, I thee pray,  
The boon good Fellow answered, I can tell,  
North-Allerton, in Yorkshire doth excel  
All England, nay all Europe for strong Ale,  
If thither we adjourn, we shall not fail  
To taste such humming Stuff, as, I dare say,  
Your Highness never tasted to this day.  
They hearing this, the House Agreed upon  
All for Adjournmenr to North-Allerton:  
Madam Bradley's, was the chief house then nam'●  
There they must taste this noble Ale so famed,  
And noised abroad in each place far and near.  
Nay, take it Bradley for strong Ale and Beer,  
Thou hast it lose, there's none can do so well  
●● brewing Ale thou dost all else excel.  
Adjournment day being come there did appear  
A brave fullhouse, Bacchus himself was there.  
This Nectar was brought in, each had his Cup,  
But at the first they did but sipple up  
This rare Ambrosia, but finding that  
'Twas grateful to the Taste, and made them chat  
And laugh and talk, O then when all was out,  
They called for more, and drank full Cans about;  
But in short space, such strange Effects it wrought  
Amongst the Courtiers, as Bacchus never thought  
Or dreamed upon: his wise men it made Fools,  
And made his Councillors to look like Owls.  
The simple sort of Fellows it made prate,  
And talk of Court Affairs, and things of State:  
And those that were dull Fellows when they came  
Were now turned nimble Orators of Fame.  
And such of them were thought to be no Wits,  
Were Metamorphized into excellent Poets:  
Those that were lame, and came there with a staff,  
Threwed quite away, which made the Prince to laugh,  
The Cripples which did Crutches thither bring,  
Without them now did hop about and sing:  
Some o'er the Stools and Forms did skip and leap,  
Some knaced their fingers, no plain word could speak  
Some shaked their legs and arms with great delight,  
Some cursed and swore, and others they did fight;  
Some antic tricks did play like a Baboon,  
Some knit their brows did shake their heads & frown▪  
Some Maudlin drunken were, and wept full sore,  
Others fell fast asleep, begun to snore:  
Thousands of Lies and Stories some did tell,  
Their tongues went like the Clapper of a Bell,  
Others were tongue-tied, could not speak one word  
And some did cast their reckoning up at Board.  
Some sung aloud, and did deaf their fellows  
Making a Noise, worse than Vulcan's Bellows:  
Some were for bawdy Talk, and some did shout;  
Some missed the Cup, and poured the Liquor out?  
At every word, some did their Neighbour jump,  
And some did often give the Board a thump.  
Some were all Kindness did their Fellows kiss,  
Some all bedaubed their clothes, & mouths did miss:  
For Arguments some were and learned discourses,  
Some talked of greyhouds, some of running horses,  
Some talked of hounds, and some of Cocks o'th' game  
Some naught but hawks, and setting dogs did name:  
Some talked of Battles, Sieges and great Wars,  
And what great Wounds & Cuts they had, & Scars  
Some very Zealous were, full of Devotion,  
But being Sober then had no such Notion,  
Some there Were all for drinking healths about  
Others did rub the Table with their Snout:  
Some pissed i'th' fire, others threw out their snuffs,  
And some were mad to be at handy Cuffs.  
Some swore that they would have a Serenade,  
Others did call their Hostess Whore and Jade:  
And round about did throw the Cups and glasses.  
The drink did fly into their Neighbour's Faces:  
Some were for Bargains, some for Wagers ●aying:  
Others for Cards and Tables cried for playing:  
Some broke the Pipes, & round about them threw,  
Some smoked Tobacco till their nose was blue.  
Some in the fire fell and singed their ,  
And some fell from their Seat and broke their nose  
Some could not stir a Foot, did sit and glore,  
Some sought the house all over for a whore,  
Some called for Mussck, others were for a dance,  
And some lay staring, as if in a Trance.  
Some callded for Victuals others for a Crust,  
Some opened their Buttons and were like to Burst.  
Some challenged all the people that were there,  
And some with strange invented Oaths did Swear  
Some told how many Women they had used,  
Others at such discourse were sore Amused:  
Some shirked their drink, did put away the Cup,  
And some took all that came left not one Sup:  
Some whilst they Sober were would nothing pay,  
But being drunk, would all the Shot defray;  
Others whilst sober, were as free as any,  
But when once drunk, refuse to pay one penny?  
Some were for News, and how the State of things  
Did stand amongst great Potentates and Kings:  
Some all their Friends & Neighbours did backbite,  
And some in Jeering others, took delight;  
Some of their Birth and Riches made great boast.  
And none but they were fit to Rule the Roast:  
Some filled the Room with noise yet could not speak  
One word of English, Latin, French or Greek:  
Or any other Language which one might  
Put into sense, and understand aright:  
Some Laughed, until their Eyes did run on water,  
And neither they, nor others knew the matter:  
Some so mischievous were they without Fear,  
Would give their chiefest Friend a Box on'th Ear:  
Some were so holy, that they would not hear,  
Words either that Profane or Smutty were:  
Some in a Melancholy posture laid,  
Others did cry what is the Reckoning paid:  
Some burned their Hats, others the Windows broke  
Some cried more Liquor we are like to Choke  
Some pissed their Breeches, Sirreverence your Nose,  
Some not only pissed but all be— their Hose:  
Lame Gouty Men, did dance about so sprightly,  
A Boy of fifteen scarce could skip so lightly:  
Old crampy Capts that scarce a Sword could draw,  
Swore now they'd keep the King of France in, Awe.  
And new Commissions get to Raise more Men,  
For now they swore they were grown young again:  
Off went their Periwigs, Coats and Rapers,  
Out went the Candles, Noses for Tapers  
Served to give light, whilst they did dance around  
Drinking full Healths with Caps upon the ground:  
And still as they did dance their round-delayes,  
They all did cry this drink deserves the Bays,  
Above all Liquors we have ever tasted:  
It's pity that a drop of it were wasted:  
A Stranger coming by, did hear the Noise,  
He stepped into the house to see the Boys:  
Such sights he saw, as he ne'er see before,  
Which made him Laugh until his sides were sore,  
His Horse did follow, and saw their Quaffing,  
He Neigh'ed aloud, & broke his Girts with laughing  
These Antic Sights made Bacchus to admire,  
And then he did begin for to Inquire:  
What Privileges were bestowed upon  
This famous Ale Town of North-Allerton,  
The Answer was, that it was only known,  
To have four Fairs i'th' year, a Bourrough-Town,  
One Market every week and that was all,  
This moved Bacchus presently to call  
For a great Jug which held about five Quartsses  
And fillinged to the Brim; come here my Hearts  
Said he, we'll drink about this merry Health,  
To the Honour of the Town, their State & Wealth  
For by the Essence of this Drink I swear,  
This Town is Famous for strong Ale and Beer;  
And for the sake of this good Nappy Ale,  
Of my great favour it shall never fail,  
For to promote the quick Return and Trade,  
For all strong Ale and Beer, that here is made  
So to't they▪ went, and drunk full Healths about,  
Till they drunk Money, Wit, and Senses out:  
For whilst one drop of Ale was to be had,  
They Quaffed, and drunk it round about like mad.  
When all was off, then out they pulled the Tapps,  
And stuck the Spiddocks finely in their Hats,  
And so Triumphantly away they went,  
But they did all Agree with one Consent  
To Easingwold they then away would pass,  
With Nanny Driffield there to drink a Glass:  
For Bacchus having heard of her strong Ale,  
He swore by Jupiter, he would not fail  
To have a merry ●bout if he did find  
Her Nappy Ale to please his Princely Mind:  
When they came there a Flagon was brought in,  
Hold Gentlemen, before we do begin,  
Cries one Boon Blade, let me declare to you,  
Some things which I of this same Ale do know:  
So bowing to the Prince, he thus began,  
 please your Highness, and you Gentlemen:  
I've Travelled thorough the most parts of France,  
As Picardy, Bress, Bretaigne and Provence:  
Normandy, Bevois▪ Poictu and Champagne  
With Aquitain Bu gundy, and Lorraine:  
Geneva, Savoy. Languedock; also  
Within the Kingdom of Spain Oniedo:  
Lean, Navarr, Corduba, and so on  
Through Biscay, Toledo, and Catelone:  
Castille, Valentia, Venice, Florence,  
Mantua, Milan, Urbin, St. Laurence:  
Portugal, Naples, Italy, Holland,  
Germany, Denmark, Sweedland, Poland.  
Hungary, Muscovia, Cephalonia,  
Turkey, Transilvania, and Sclavonia:  
Media, Persia, and Mesopotamia,  
Palestine, Armenia, and Arabia;  
Parthia, Syria, Caldea, and Tartary,  
East and West Indies, China, and Barbary:  
Numidia, Lybia, and Mexicana;  
●thiopia, Egypt, and Messena;  
●eru, the Grecian Isles, Sicilia,  
●anary Isles, Corsica, and Sardinia.  
●hese Country Wines, and other Liquors rare,  
With England's humming Ale can not compare:  
●or in my thoughts it doth most drinks excel,  
●nd this same Nappy Ale doth bear the Bell:  
●bove most Ale: for herein is such Art,  
●ome when you will its neithe Sweet nor Tart,  
● Summer, Winter Weather, Raine, or Fair,  
Thunder, Sunshine▪ Misty or serene Air:  
Frost or Snow, Morning, Noon, or Night,  
●● whem you please this Ale is always Right:  
●either thicker, nor thinner, nor paler,  
●or higher Coloured, Newer, nor staler:  
●onger, nor smaller, it hath no Fellow,  
●eeter nor sourer, but always Mellow:  
And fit to drink what time soever you come,  
This is the pure strong British Islands Rum;  
Hold, cried the Prince, for thou now more haste said,  
Of this same Ale, then's Truth, I am afraid:  
Ye Gods, the Prince then Cried, if this be true,  
I'll leave my Government of Wine to you;  
And list myself, mongst Ale Boys that are famous,  
For now, Paulo majora Canamus:  
So let us▪ now fall on, fill up my Can,  
Let each one take his Cup, observe his man,  
And let us drink, until we all be Tipsy,  
Ego tuquoque, ille & ipse,  
Vive Le Roy, great Bacchus then gins,  
God bless him cried the Courtiers and his Friends;  
This Health and several others went about,  
Then growing warm, they all set up a shout;  
Most famous Ale, if we thy worth had known,  
Then we had hasted soone● to the Town,  
Oh Lads said Bacchus I never thought t'have found  
●ch pleasant Nectar, here on English ground  
● wonder any will himself Confine  
●om bousing Ale to swill himself in Wine:  
●he Juice of Grapes shall be no more o'th' Quorum,  
●t Nappy Ale, Hordia Far a Forum.  
Wine's but an Ass, when Ale doth come in play,  
● it be like the Ale we drink this day:  
●all in my Land-Lady let her Appear,  
●amous she is for brewing Ale, I swear;  
●nd I a badge of Honour will bestow  
●pon her without fail, before I go;  
●d so a Clerk was called to Exemplify,  
●he Letters Patents following, daintily:  
●chus Prince of good Fellows; To all to whom  
●hese our brave Letters Patents shall now come,  
●hereas 've been Informed now of late,  
●et Nanny Driffield our great Court and State,  
For many years last passed hath much advanced,  
By her strong humming Ale and as it chan●  
We having ample Proof thereof, so now  
We of our Princely grace, would have you kno●  
This Land-Lady unto the Noble State  
And Honour of a Countess, we Create:  
And by our merry Fuddling Subjects, She  
Countess of Stingo henceforth called shall be.  
Toth' Patent then was fixed a Black Pot,  
In a fine Silk Lace, twisted on a knot:  
Upon the Countess it was then bestowed,  
The Noble Courtiers all stood up and Bow●  
Long may your Honour Live to Brew such A●  
And of your Art we wish you never fail;  
Bacchus then took a great full Flagon up,  
And drunk the Countess health left not one S●  
To an old Blade, the Prince said, thou shalt follow  
Then, Tueris mihi magnus Apollo.  
Each of the Courtiers did then pledge the same,  
And now in earnest did begin the game:  
The new made Countess to gratify them all,  
For an Hogshead of her choicest Ale, did call:  
Upon the Hogshead Bacchus got astride,  
Now Lads said he, this Ale is Deified.  
A Countess, a Countess, they then proclaimed,  
You all the Country o'er, will now be Famed:  
Drink Prince she said, and all ye Noble Crew;  
Drink till such time, ye wade your Noses blue:  
Here's Ale said they, so pure, so clear, so fine,  
It is more grateful to the taste then Wine:  
Nay this same Ale will make the World admire us  
Efficit Ingenios nobilis Ala Viros:  
This famous Liquor, we know doth far outgo  
The Poet's Nectar and Ambrosia too:  
The Gods Nepenthe with it cannot compare,  
This is the Sovereign Antidote 'gainst Care.  
Some Townsmen hearing this, Listened a while,  
Then intoth' House they went, begun to smile;  
You're welcome Gentlemen, sit down said the Prince  
And do as we do: if it be no Offence  
The townsmen said, we'll join ourselves with you,  
And try this day, to whom Honour is due  
Whether to Wine or Ale; it shall be Tried,  
Agreed Agreed, they with one voice all Cried  
The Townsmen did perceive the Courtiers warm,  
Six in a hand says one will do no harm:  
You Grape Boys now shall know before we part,  
Wines not the only Nourisher of Art:  
When Recubans sub Teguine Fagi  
We drink strong Ale: it makes us of the Magi.  
Well said, cried Bacchus, about then let it go,  
As long as any here can shake a Toe:  
For as Scribendo disces Scribere,  
Just so Bibendo disces Bibere:  
O brave Colonus see it go about,  
And let us now all Join set foot to foot,  
And drink all off, I'll not contend for praise,  
From henceforth this same Ale shall have the Bays  
Wine shall not once be named, where this comes in,  
He that names Wine that day commits a Sin,  
we'll all be merry, I'll hear no Clamour,  
Let's drink and sing, O●inia vincit Amor.  
Health upon Health did post about with speed,  
Till all the Courtiers were sore flushed indeed:  
Qui Color albus erat, with a Faldo,  
I plainly see Nunc est contrarius Albo,  
One Townsman said: let us our hold now keep:  
And we shall quickly lay them all to sleep,  
Bumpers and double Tankards did go round,  
Bacchus from's hogshead Throne, fell to the ground,  
Some forwards fell, backwards, and sidewayes some,  
Till on toth' Floor, they all did tumble down:  
Let's throw them on an heap, a Townsman said,  
And Sing a Catch about them; I have made,  
Agreed they cried the Wine Boys this shall know,  
That they to good Ale Topers, now must bow:  
Let's throw the God above, he'll spoil his Cloth;  
Marry says one, I think he's broke his Nose,  
He hath all bedaubed his Suit of Tabby,  
But Sorte tua contentus Abi,  
Said they; The Catch begun then by the Blades,  
The Tune is, Hail unto the Myrtle Shades.  

The Song.  

1.  
COlonus and Bacchus did meet,  
Each one to commend his own Liquor;  
The Juice of the Grape was sweet,  
But Barley Oil ran down the quicker:  
Colonus did challenge the Gods,  
To sight in defence of his Barley,  
But Bacchus perceiving the odds,  
Desired a Friendly Parley.   

2.  
They drunk full Bumpers about,  
And Bacchus an health did begin,  
The Bacchanalians gave a great shout,  
The Colonians then thronged fast in:  
They drunk double Tankards around,  
Till the Grape Boys begun for to Glore  
The Rustics near flinched their ground,  
Till Bacchus fell down on the Floor:   

3.  
Colonus did hearty Laugh,  
And about the God they did dance,  
Full Pots about they did quaff:  
Whilst Bacchus lay still in a Trance.  
The Grape Boys were beat out of play,  
And at length poor Bacchus did Rise:  
To Colonus he yielded the day,  
So the Rustics obtained the Prize.    
Just as the Catch did end, they rubbed their Eyes,  
They Yawn'd and gaped, and did begin to rise:  
Oh Gentlemen, the Townsmen said you now,  
We hope the force and power of Ale do know:  
Faith Bacchus said we're forced to yield the day,  
For you have beat us quite, Pinch out of Play:  
O Wine I formerly did thee adore,  
But thou said he shall have my heart no more:  
Boy lead our Horses out when we get up,  
we'll have with you, a merry Stirrup Cupp:  
Then we to Famous York will hast away,  
For thither we'll adjourn the Court this day:  
The Horses were lead out, they mounted all,  
And each of them did for a Flagon call:  
Well Sirs said they, we yield the day's your own,  
we'll try again next time we come to Town,  
Agreed the Townsmen said, come when you will,  
You'll find us true blue Fuddling Bulies' still:  
They drunk about, the Townsmen pledged the same  
So took their leaves till they should meet again  
At parting they did kiss, and Bacchus swore,  
He never met with such boon Blades before:  
Well noble Boys said He, before't be long  
I hope our Lot will be to sing a Song;  
Great Bacchus when you come the Townsmen said  
Come well prepared, for we are not afraid:  
Farewell good Lads said he, and so away,  
They took their journey unto York that day:  
When they to York were come, they roved about  
From House to House to find such Nectar out  
As they had tasted last at length they heard  
At Parkers Coffee-house i'th' Minster Yard:  
They several sorts of strong Ale there would find  
Some of which Ale would surely please their mind  
Unto this place they went, and Crowded in,  
Come Wench said they, with strong Ale we'll begin  
Sirs said the Girl, 've Ale that's strong & old,  
Both from North-Allerton, and Easingwold.  
From Sutton, Thirke, likewise from Rascal Town,  
've Ale also that's called Knocker-down:  
Well bring a Tankard of each in, you Maid,  
we'll taste them every one the Courtiers said;  
The Ale came in each man a Tankard had,  
They tasted all; And swore they were full glad  
Such Stingoe, Nappy, pure Ale they had found:  
Let's lose no time said they but drink a round:  
And cheer our Spirits up with this good Creature,  
For Miser est, qui Nummos Admiratur.  
About and about it went full merrily,  
Till some could neither go, stand, sit, nor see,  
Vir sapit qui pa●ca loquitur; if true  
The wisest in the Company is you,  
Said one, to's Opposite beyond the Table,  
Who was so drunk, to speak he was not able:  
They called & drank till they were all highflown,  
And could not find their way into the Town,  
They staggared too and fro, had such light heads,  
That they were guided all unto their Beds:  
And in the Morning when they did awake,  
They cursed and swore that all their heads did ache;  
O Yorkshire Yorkshire: thy Ale it is so strong;  
That it will kill us all, if we stay long:  
So they agreed a Journey for to make  
Into the South, some Respite there to take,  
But in short space again they said they'd come,  
And Taste some more of this same Yorkshire Hum:  
Nay Bacchus swore to come he would not fail,  
And glut himself with Yorkshire Nappy Ale:  
It is so pleasant, mellow too, and fine,  
That Bacchus swore he'd never more drink Wine.  

The Conclusion.  
Now I have done, and will hold a piece on't:  
That, Nil hic Nisi Carmina desunt.  
Some men will say perhaps, here is no wit,  
Let such then know, Ex Nihilo Nihil fit.   
FINIS.   

A Yorkshire DIALOGUE In its pure Natural DIALECT As it is now commonly spoken in the North parts of Yorkshire.  
Being a Miscellaneous Discourse or  of several Country Affairs, begun by a Daughter, and her Mother, and continued by the Father, Son, Uncle, Neese, and Landlord, after which follows a Scold between Bess and Nell two Yorkshire Women.  
Note that D. stands for Daughter, M. for Mother, F. for Father, S. for Son, V for Uncle, N. for Neese, and L. for Landlord.  
Reader here's Folly come and Laugh thy fill, He near did good, that never did no ill.  
YORK Printed by J. White, for Francis Hildyard at the Bible in Stonegate. 1684.   

A Yorkshire Dialogue in its pure natural Dialect, etc.  D. 
MOther our Crockeys Cawven sineed grew dark,  
And Ice flaid to come nar, she macks sike work,  M. 
Seaun, seaun, Barn, bring my Skeel and late my Tee:  
Mack haste and hie thee over toth' Laer to me:  
Weese get a Battin and a Burden Rape,  
Though it be mirke, weese late it out by grape:  
Then we'll toth' Field & give the Cow some Hay  
And see her clean before she come away:  
For flaid she get some water before she clean.  
And mar her Milk, Ise greet out bathe my Neen:  
D. Whaugh Mother how she routs, Ise varra Arfe,  
she'll put and rive my good Prunella Scarf:  
Ise ding thy Harness out, thou base mucky Sew,  
Thou macks sike Anters, thou'lt mistetch my Cow:  
What need thou be seay flaid, she will nut mell,  
Nor hipe, if there war nean here but thy cell:  D. 
waly, wally, here's a deft Tinye, Cawfe,  
It's better than a Keausteril behawfe,  M. 
But pretty macks nea Porridge Tibb, if't wa●  
A Keausteril, it wouldhave yield mare money far:  
It's newly gitten Feaut, tack haud on't Tibb,  
we'll Suck'lt we'll, and put it intoth' Cribb,  
And Bed it strangely with good clean Streay,  
And see it lye'th sell down, before we geay;  
It liggs bravely, fort hardly can be seen,  
It'l git neay Cawd, it's bedded up toth' E'en:  
Good Beddin Tibb, will mack if Battin we'll,  
Now I will milk some Beestling intoth' Skeel;  
Our Why is better Tidded than this Cow,  
Her Ewrs but swampe, Sh●e's nut for Milk I trow●  
You wait nut yet of Croky what to say,  
Preaufe of a Puddin's it'h eating always:  
she's daft yet on her Cawf, in a day or tweay  
You'll see, whether she be for Milk or neay;  
Now let us hame and late for Bowls and Sile,  
Thy Fatther'l meause whore wear all this while.  F. 
Ise nut far, is't Cow Cawved that's a Goodin,  
Now Tibb weese get some Beestling Pudding:  
Let's spang our geates for it is varra Snithe,  
And Ice flaid Wife it will be Frost Believe;  
Leauk yonder ist Lad coming to late for you,  
he'd be in Bed to Morn we gang to Plewe:  M. 
Wya, wya, did'th Pot play when you come,  
wheay keauks the Supper now when Ice fra Hame  
What Hobb ist Beef aneugh, is't Groats put in,  
Till all war deaun, I knaw thou wad nut lin:  S. 
Ay Mother, Groats are in I've ta'en of'th Pot,  
And ' th' Cael I seaure are caud anough to sup:  
M. Come tack up'th Beef Tibb, is't Dubler ready,  
Thy Father and Hobb, mun gang toth' Smiddy,  
And fetch the Specks, Sock and Cowlter hither  
Seed time's now come they must saw Haver:  F. 
Come Tibb for shame bring out the bread & sawt  
Thou's lang a coming, thou braids of Haver Maut  
Thur Cael taste strange of Reek, they're nut for me,  
God sends meat and'th Deevil sends Ceauks I see:  M. 
Marry geaupe stink, you're varra denched I trow  
Your Belly sarraes an ill Master now:  
They'ro're good for them that finnds fault I seaure,  
But as the Sew doth fill the Draff doth sour:  F. 
Thou wouldhave feign persuade us they are gooddins,  
Hungry Dogs are fain of dirty Puddins:  
Come thou and taste them, and sit down i'th' chairs  
Meay the merrier, but fewer better Fair.  M. 
But you will nut let me be merry long  
I seaur, for there is always something wrong  
They that have sike as you, can have neay will  
To deau ought, A good Jack macks a good Gill,  F. 
I pray thee Pegg let us be Friends again,  
Thou knaws fair words does mack Feauls fain,  
It is we'll spoken, that's we'll ta'en I've heard,  
Thou is seay Crabbed, to speak Ice always feared:  M. 
You set yan on unscape, and than you rue,  
Great matters of an angry word I trow;  
Stride Tibb, & clawt some Cassons out o'th' Hurne,  
Than geay thy ways and fetch a Skeel of Burn,  
And hang the Pan ore'th fire i'th' Rekin-Creauk,  
And Ise wesh Sile, and Dishes up i'th' Neauke:  
And then we'll all to Bed; here's a cawd Neet:  
But Husband Ise cling close, and weese blend feet  F. 
Pray thee deau Pegg, than Ise get up i'th' Morn  
And Late some Pokes, and put up our seed Corn:  
Than thou may sarra Gawts and Guilts with Draff,  
And Ice give'th Yawds some Hinderends and Caffe,  
Than for our Breakfasts thou may haet some Cael●  
Till I lie by my Shackfork, and my Flail;  
And Hobbs mack ready my Harrows, & my Plewgh  
And he and I Pegg fall deau we'll aneugh;  
I've heard it tawked and now the Truth I've fund  
A mell tweay Steauls', the Tail may fall toth' ground  
I lited on Hobb, and he lited on me,  
And the Devil a thing is ready that I see;  
Neither Traces, Hames, nor Baurghwans to finnd,  
Swingle-Trees nor Helters, all's made an ill end:  
But tweay days sine, Ise seaure they war all here  
Fling on an heap i'th' midst of our Laer Fleaure.  S. 
Fatther they're liggin all on our Faugh Lands.  
I trailed them there my sell with my awn hands,  F. 
Thou a good Lad my Hobb that teauk sike care  
Is't Yokes and Bows and Gad & Yoaksticks there:  S. 
Ay, ey, & ' th' Pleugh Staff teau, Hopper & Teems  
We lack nought but a Bay Stagg of my Neems,  
That we're to Yoke i'th' Plewgh before our Yawds  
And than Ise seaur weese rive up all Adawds,  F. 
Near rack, near rack, weese tack neay thought for that  
Ice seaur that it will bide us billing at.  
Our Land is t●wgh, and full of strange whickens.  
Cat whins, and Seavy Furs, and money Breckins:  
It's nought but Gorr, it ploshes under Feaut,  
Weese find Trouble aneugh when we come teaut:  S. 
Lythe ye, lieth ye, how fond you tawke,  
You think weese mack money ilfavart Balk;  
When we do Plew, we must tack teaume I Reed.  
I've heard Fowks often say mare hest warse speed:  
The Feck on'ts Gripped, and ' th' water runs away,  
I was at field my cell, and saw't to day:  
It will bring as good Blending I dare say,  
As ever grew a Reaut in onny Clay;  F. 
Our Eared is nut for blending Hobb I doubt,  
We mun saw it with Big I trow, or nought:  
Grey Geause hes laid, geay carry in her Egg,  
Tibb dar nut come to fetched, for flaid o'th' Stegg,  
Than goame steek'th Hemble deaur, & bar up Grise  
For 've been in a mischief twice or thrice;  
Let's nut lose an Hogg for a hawpworth of Tarr,  
But mind to Noint'h Gawt Ear it will all mar,  
Our Perry garred him run, and lugged him sayer,  
I thowght that he had riven off his Ear:  
The Libber comes to Moarn, weese libb'th awed Pigs  
For 've made filthy work o'th' Corn Land Rigs  S. 
Fatther our Bull Segg's puslomed, he's deg bound  
And our awd Mere is slidden intoth' Pound,  F. 
Wellaneerin, wellaneerin, run fast run,  
Run fast Hobb, and bid my Maugh Herry come:  
And bring his Horn, and give our Segg a drink,  
Mack haste or else Ise whang thee till thou stink:  V. 
How now Hob thou reeks fair, what macks ta run  
What uncuths hes ta brought come tell me seaun,  
Our Yawds laid backwards, Bull Seg is like to dee  
And seay Ise come for you to gang with me:  
V. Marry Ise vara weay, for that's ill work,  
Ise flaid weese nut get there, before't be dark,  F. 
That's we'll your come, the Segg is at Stand Heck  
What ails this deaur, I cannut finnd out'th Sneck:  
That comes in an hour, sometimes they say,  
That comes nut in Twenty, He was we'll to day,  
And preazed to git ore'th Hedge into our Fog,  
And I did Slate him back than with our Dog;  V 
Is this him that liggs here, he's Tenged he'll dye  
Let's stick him, there's neay whopes of him I see  
he's pretty meeterly Flesh, here's a good Skin,  
he'll mack good Cael, and put fat Backon in,  
Let's gang and see your Sheep, what ails yond Teaup,  
I think something hes stamped upon his Feaut:  
Thur Yowes are Clowelagged, they skitter saire,  
They'll be full of Mawks if you tack nut Care;  
I think 've gitten some fresh whewts of Girs●  
That macks them seay beclarted about'th Arse  
Ise like to clem let's Hame Maugh to our Pegg,  
she'll kedge our kites with good Kirne-milk, & whigs  V. 
Sister have you aught that will slocken we'll▪  
've Whigg i'th' Stand, & good Kirn-milk i'th' Skee●  
Fill me ' th' bend Kit Ise set it to my pact,  
I'll venture a strange pull though I be haet,  
Here's fine Backon Sister its glore Fat,  
But it's a little knarled with your Carl Cat,  F. 
It's small warse Pegg whores our Haver Riddle,  
Last time I saw't it was laid i've our Stable:  
Ise like to tawme this day's seay vary warm  
Your Bees macks a great noise, you'll have a Swarm  
Wheay has remmond ' th' side Lanyels some ill Foal  
I laid 'em here, under the Awmry sole,  
Can neathing lig thats leeter than a Stane  
We shall have nought left seaun, all will begane  
All things run wrong Wife, neathing Cottons we'll  
The Spindle is a Raveled, neay Garn o'th' Reel,  
Thy Rock is burnt, thy Sneauskin is quite gean,  
I've lated sayer, and can nut finnd it Dame;  
Our great whean Cat hes eaten'th Pudding poke,  
You goam neathing, I never saw sike Fowke:  
Our Kitling meywed, I meaused what she did ail,  
I trailed her out o'th' Ream Kit, by the Tail;  
Our Sew hes been i'th' Spence, thrawn down Whigg Stand  
I set it up again, with my awn hand:  
Perry hes been i'th' Beef Tubb teau just now,  
And maed as bad, or warse work, than our Sew:  
The Ewn for lack of Dittin, hes slakeed all'th heat.  
Puddings and Pies are daugh nut fit to Eat,  
Thy Sammaron web thou sent toth' Bleacher well,  
●s stown, grey Geause Geslings all dazed i'th' shell:  
Our Bakin I put up i'th' Harden Seek,  
The milner's let it fall into the Beck.  
Ways is me Husband, our awd Bread's all gane  
We must mack bannocks till'th Bakin come hame  F. 
It comes i'th' Earnder Wife or else by Neaun,  
Come bring my Slippers Tibb, and deet my Sheaun  
To Morn i'th' Ownder we must dod our Sheep▪  
The Weathers haet and Mawkes begin to Creepe●  M. 
Some's seal'd our Backston Tibb, or else it's gan●  
Ise varra flaid some's gittened forth' long lane:  
If I cud tell wheay's cut our Band fra'th Sneck,  
Next time they come, Ise mack them Jet the Heck,  
Thou geayes Tibb like a Feaul, come leauke about,  
And see if thou can late our Backstane out:  D. 
There is seay money Holes and Hurls to seek  
That Ise near finnd it, if I late this Week:  
Some Tantril hes been here and Stowned away,  
For it was liggin here, but t'other day:  
Whilk ways our Hobb gane Mother, here's base work  
Yonder's Gawt i'th' Garth, hes riven all his Sarke  
What's warse than ill Luck, late me our Fruggin  
Ice stopp'th , till thou mack Perry lug him:  F. 
Here'st Dubler broken, & nowther soul nor breau  
And Ice seay howl, I knaw nut what to deau:  
The fat's all storkened here, a shame to see,  
I wouldhave this grisly Cat war hanged for me,  
Hame's hamely, if it be near seay poor they say,  
And we're but like to have poor Fair to day:  
Here's mad work Hobb, speer'th deaur & flay back ' th' Cat  
There'st Backon in her Mouth, hit her a bat:  
we'll deaun Hobb, hesta gittened leauke it's there,  
It's little warse, it's trailed ' i'th' mucky Fleaur,  
Here'st Gully liggin, call thy Mother seaun,  
Ise scrape it clean, Ise seaure it's now past Neaun,  
Fie, Fie, If we'd nut come just when we did,  
we'd been mislikened of our Dinners Pegg:  M. 
How seay I whemmeld Dubler owr'th Meat,  
To keep it seaf and warm for you to Eat,  F. 
But'th Cat had eatened all if we'd nut been,  
Dubler's broken, thou may trust thy nawn E'en;  
This Backon macks me Sweat it's varra sawt,  
And its all reasty teau, that's a warse fault:  M. 
They that eat till they sweat, and work till theyed Cawd,  
Sike Fowkes are fit to hang than hawd:  
Yan knaws nut how to please you you're seay fickle  
Sike Feauls as you, are in Dockin out Nettle:  
All things are reet abroad, but nought at Hame,  
You'll finnd a fault I seaur whore there is nane:  F. 
I wouldhave fain see a Fine Sun shiny day,  
Here's wancle Wether for getting of our Hay,  
What ails our Tibb, that she urles seay i'th' Neauke  
she's nut reet she leauks an awd farrand Leauke:  D. 
Fatther I've gitten Cawd, I can scarce Tawk  
And my Snurles are seay sayer stopped, I can nut Snawke  
Nor snite my Nose, my Teeth Datther in my head  
Ise grown seay Healdy, I must gang to Bed:  
I may thank my sell for sitting barehead,  
●ut wilful Fowkes, Does never want weay it's said.  
How does my Cousin Tibb Aunt I must nut stay,  
〈◊〉 hard she got a Cawd the other day,  M. 
Ay wellaneerin will ta gang and see,  
●he's aboonith Chawmber, thou may climb upth Stee  
●hees on a Dovening now gang Deftly Nan,  
And mack as little din as e'er thou can:  ●. 
Your mains flaid, there's an awd saying you knaw  
That there's neay Carrion can kill a Craw:  
● she be nut as dead as a deaur Naile,  
●e mack her flyer, and semper like flesh Cael;  
Thou Covers Tibb, I see thou's nut yet dead,  
Leauk at me Woman, and hawd up thy Head;  ●. 
Ah Nan steek'th winderboard, & mack it dark,  
My Neen are varra fair, they stoun and wark,  
Tey are seay Gunny and Furred up some time,  
● can nut leauke at Leet nor see a Stime,  N. 
Come, come, I can mack thee Leetsome & Blithe,  
Here will be thy awd Sweetheart here Believe.  
He teld me seay I saw him but last Neet,  
O Tibb he is as fine as onny Kneets:  D. 
Nay Nan thou does but Jybe, there's neay sike thing,  
He woos another Lass, and gave her a Ring:  
For Change of Pastures macks fat Cawves it's said,  
But Change of Women macks lean Knaves Ice flaid  
I thought he loved me we'll, he made sike show,  
But all's nut Gowd that glisters, I see now,  
O'er micle of yea thing, I've oft heard say,  
Is good for neathing: and seay I finnd this day,  
He was o'er keen to hawd as he began,  
He was seay fond in Love as near was Man,  
But I may lie me down now, Seigh and Sob,  
He cares neay mare for me now than a Dog:  N. 
Away, away great Feaul tack thou neay Care  
He swears that he'll love thee for evermare;  
And says as ever he whopes his Saul to save,  
he'll either wed to thee, or tull his Grave;  
Ways me he never meawted thou was ill,  
But all is we'll that ends we'll I can tell:  
He had come titter Tibb, if he had knawn,  
Thou war seay Ill, what woman he's thy nawn;  
He says he'd leather tack thee in thy Smock,  
Then some with Fifty Pund, means is but Muck:  D. 
Thou macks me laugh Nan, if all be true thou says  
I whope that than Ise see some Joyful days,  
he's made me have money a sad Heart,  
I thowght he'd left me and wad nut tack my part:  
But then sometimes I thought it's a black Crake,  
That never to her sell can get a Make:  N. 
The reason why he does nut cume and gang,  
He says Love me leetly, and Love me long  
There's luck in leisure, he'd have your love's tack hawd  
He says he's heard that haet love is seaun cawd:  
He can love the House we'll that hes Tibb in,  
And nut be always riding o'th' Riggin  
Next time he comes he'll tell thee all his Mind:  
Seay be nut Stanfra but loving and kind:  
And let him kiss and grape teau if he will,  
Thou's near warse woman, for there's nean can tell.  D. 
He's had neay want of that, which macks me think  
The Proverbs true that proffered things does stink:  
The things that we have deaun Ise arfe to tell,  
But I suppose thou's deaun the same with Will:  N. 
Pray thee tell me Tibb, tell me woman seaun  
And I'll tell thee what Will and I have deaun,  D. 
If I sud tell the Reeks that we have had▪  
thou'l kittle seay, it'l mack thee just stark mad:  N. 
Thou sets me now Agog until I hear,  
Thou need nut blush come whisper me i'th' Ear:  D. 
What need I whisper, thou knaws young women will,  
To get a Lively Lad, use all their skill,  
He kissed me first, did grape my Breests and than,  
Went lawer down, thou knaws what teau dear Nan  N. 
Tell me I pray thee what did he Tibby,  
Did he beat a Alarm on thy Stiddy:  
I knaw that thou wad let him deau it gratis,  
If yance he got but to thy Nunquam satis:  
Then thou wouldhave cleave like Ivy to a Tree,  
Come thou may tell here's neayn but thee & me,  D, 
I dare nut tell for flaid now of my Motther,  
Pray thee be quiet Nan thou's sike another,  
I will nut tell unless thou will declare  
What Will and thou did when you went toth' Fair  N. 
When Will did get to mine within an Inch,  
O Tibb, how I did kittle than and winch:  
I blush to tell what followed after that,  
Young Men will have a bit Tibb for their Cat:  D. 
Wheesht, wheesht, my Mother's coming up I hear  
And she's heard all our Tawke Nanny I fear:  
I dare nut speak a word now less or mare,  
For if she hear she'll whang me varra sayer,  N. 
Wad she war hanged, that cud nut stay belawe,  
I had as leeve be feled, as nut all knaw:  
Ise hear all out, when I have time ro stay,  
My Aunts just here now, farewel I'll away  
I must be ganging now, Ise seaure its time,  
I've nowther been at Kine, nor sarraed ' th' Swine.  M. 
What ista ganging Nan will thou nut stay,  
How comes thy Clathes seay flurred Barn this Lownd day.  
Thou's never Tite there's always something wrang,  
Wad ta saw thy cell thou great Gammerstang:  
For shame Woman Reet 'em down as ta geayes  
Ise seaur thou hes neay mence near in thy Clayes  
Beseaur hereafter, Thou tack better Care,  
For Meat is Much but Mence is mare:  
Yonder's our Owse is loppen o'er the Yate,  
Nan Slate him back, as thou gangs up'th Town gate;  
N. Aunt I'll nut mell, Outless he war our awn,  
What is't woven Owse, that hiped at our Brawn,  M. 
Nea nea great Stags what a durdam thou macks,  
It's him that brack down'th rails, toth' haver stacks  
When thou gangs up the Town, thou'lt knaw him seaun  
He's a fine Flan Head, and a pure brown Greaun,  N. 
Here's your Hob coming let him gang his cell  
I tell you plain, I'll nowther mack nor mell:  
I have neay time now up the Town to Rame  
There is odd Chars for me to deau at hame:  M. 
Husband is Hob gane to fetch back'th woven Owse  
A we bitten sine out o'th' Fawd garth brack louse  F. 
If he can but dree, I saw him yeaud up'th Town,  
And seay I think he's gane to slate him down;  
Our Hay was seay ill gitten this wet year,  
It hes nea Feausan in't at all, I swear,  
My Maugh did say, this Hay'l be nought you'll see,  
I finnd an awd Ape now, hes an awd Ee:  
Wife what's become of my Spatterdashers,  
Pray thee yeaud up'th Greese & fetch'th Gamashaes'  
For I must gang toth' Field, and fetch some Hay  
And give Ilkin o'th' Drapes some while I stay,  
There is a Rencky Cow that beats all'th rest,  
And till I Fotheted them I never witted,  
T'other hes Book and Bane, and are as tall  
And yet she macks 'em run on Snocksnarles all▪  
Bring me our Hay Spade Hob, hushta good Lad  
Tack teaum, and gome thy feet what ista mad▪  
Some Roguehes Stown our Cawfhouse deaur away  
Mind Hobb if thou can Speer it out to day,  
Outapont how that Hen gobbles up all'th Groat  
Thur Birds are all Cumber Ise cut their Throat●  M. 
've setten'th Hen a Flowter, & she did fettle  
To get her Birds all under the Lang Settle:  
She got a Gliffe o'th' Dog, hit him a Nawpe,  
Or else Ise tack up'th Tengs and break his Scau●  
F. What a durdams here, thou macks great work  
They'll have their guts stamped out when it grows dark  M. 
Stand by Caingell, let me crumb 'em some Bread  
Ise arfe to put them out, because o'th' Glead,  F. 
What a whanck's there, if thou sike waste do mack  
I must late'th Needle whore it never stack;  M. 
They'll yield some money, though it be little,  
And ●monny▪ a little does mack a Mickle:  F. 
I care nut an they war all drowned i'th' Dike,  
They're nut worth an Atchison, nor twenty sike,  M. 
Your a cheap man trouble nut your Jobber Nowl  
I'll give 'em some Trout, reach me hither'th Bowl:  F. 
Thou's nought but babbles thou does things tot'h hawves,  
Thoved mare need gang and mack some Cael forth' Cawves  
They're starved for want of meat hark how they Blear,  
When steed's stown thou maysteek'th Stable deaur  M. 
You're full of Care, and near had onny yet,  
A pund of care'l nut pay an ounce of debt:  
Braggsa good Dog. I've heard my Granny tell,  
But he was hanged for Biting that was Ill:  
If I'd nut ta'en mare care than you, Ise seaur,  
Before this day we'd all been turned toth' deaur,  F. 
I'll yield thy humour thou must have I see,  
Or else I seaur, Thou'l neither Height nor Ree:  
It's a good Horse that does never stumble,  
And a good Wife that does never grumble:  M. 
Come come for all this Clutter you do keep,  
You'd better have a Shrew, than have a Sheep;  F. 
Come bring my Jerkin Tibb: I'll toth' Arvil,  
You man's dead seay seaun, it macks me marvil:  
I thought he leauked we'll Yesterday at Neaun,  
I little dreamed he wouldhave be dead seay seaun:  
Come Wife mack ready will nut thou gang teau,  
Let Tibb deau'th work, if there be aught to deau:  M. 
Nay nay you know I cannut gang full we'll,  
forth' Cooper is to bring Hame'th Kirn and Skeel.  
Wya far ye we'll than, for I'll away,  
They're boon toth' Kirke, and seay I must nut stay.  
I've gitten sike a Whelke, as I come Hame  
●ust now it made my Guts all kelke again;  
Mack hast good Peg sweepth house & don thee seaun  
Our Landlord Woman will be here by Neaun,  
〈◊〉 had an Incklin out at'th Arvil Feast,  
Methinks he macks deeulish stickle but haste.  M. 
It's time for me about the house to Trip,  
●le's be as welcome as water into a Ship:  F. 
Sweep'th arran's down, till all be clean near lin,  
●s he'll leauk all Agye when he comes in:  
● will nut have him here for onny thing,  
although a Cat may leauke Pegg at a King:  
●hou leauks a Dozand leauke, rub o'er thy Face  
With dishclout, and put on thy Coif with Lace:  M. 
I'll intoth' Loft, and done my Clathes, now Will  
●ind you to git some Eldin seaun your cell,  
And mack Tibb mend up'th Fire, its ommost ot●  
And let her rub down'th Table with a Clout:  
Ise ready now let him come when he will,  
But nowther'th Why nor Filly we will sell,  
Let's nut cast down our Hearts though he be ma●  
As long lives a merry Heart as a sad:  
Its nut aboon Three weeks gane sine'th Rent da●  
Husband what have you gitten up to pay:  F. 
Ive Five Nobles Pegg, and some odd mone●  
Thou seld some Cheeses hes thou onny:  M. 
Seven groats and a penny is all my Stock,  
Thou knaws whoreed ligs, I've nowther Key nor lo●●  F. 
Pray thee tell truly, hes thou neay mare,  
Did Thou nut sell some Garn at our last Fair;  M. 
What if I did, have I nut mare to pay,  
Than I can mack of Trout, Kirn-Milk & W●●  
Wadta have me keaun, or deau that is warse,  
Turn Whore and Addle money with my Na●  
●e have mare under my hands to gang about,  
Thou's nut think that I'll be thy Underlout:  ●. 
Thou snoutbands me sayr, may I nut Jest,  
● seaur I meant neay harm to thee i'th' least;  
Come hither Hobb, what little Stock hes thou,  
● knaw thou's Addled some with driveing Plew  ●. 
The small Stock, I've gitten up together,  ● 
Twelve Bodles, a Groat and Six pence Fatther,  ●. 
I must borrowed Hobb, what ista willing,  
When I gitt money thou's have a Shilling:  ●. 
Ise gang and fetched, it's hard fest in a Clout,  
You may seaun lowseed your cell, and tack it out:  ●. 
Here's three and three pence in odd money Peg,  
That macks Forty Shillings, reet as my Leg.  
Pashions a Life, here'st Landlord just at deaur,  
stand you by, Ise speak to him do nut fear:  L. 
Ise come to see you, how dusta Billy  
What macks Thee hustle, thou's mare false then silly  
Thou Glincks & glimes seay, I'd miskened thy Face  
If thou had wont at onny other place:  
Is't God Morn, or God Deen, what sesta Will,  
I think you have nut dined, here's a good smell.  F. 
Leet pray you Landlord, & you seaun will knaw  
I think my wife hes Pies it'h Ewn to draw:  
Thou casts a Leet a Lantom Pegg, thou's mains fine,  
Have you some Guests to come to day to Dine,  M. 
Wellaneering, we'd need have every Neaun,  
Something that's good to keep our Heart's aboon:  L. 
But courser Fair, I think might you content  
You tack neay thought how to pay me my Rent▪  M. 
Good Landlord spare us we're but pour & bare●  
Whore'th Hedge is law, it's each getting o'er there:  
When yans down down with 'em, it does appear  
We have had money Losles this same year:  
Our Sheep are dead i'th' Rot, and you do knaw  
The price of Butter now is varra law,  
Weese pay you as we macked and as't comes in,  
And you can have neay mare o'th' Cat but'th skin:  ●. 
Here's Forty shillings, we have neay mare,  
Weese have a Cow to sell at our neest Fair:  
L. What can I deau with this it will nut clear,  
And pay seay much, as straits your awed Arrear,  ●. 
Here's bad times, prey ya Landlord be content,  
Forbear us but and you's have all your Rent.  ●. 
But it will be a long time first Ice feared,  
And whiles'th Girse grows Horse starves as I've heard  
Next time I come, you must clear off I leauk,  
Thur driblets mack me scrat, whored does nut yeauk  ●. 
But you must let us rive up some fresh ground,  
Or else we'll turn your Farm into your hand:  ●. 
Wad yeed gane titter, I had been neay warse,  
●or your nut worth the warst Fart of my A—  
●ou may gang when you will Ice never care,  
● git another Tenant I near fear:  
we're Sattleed here, and seay to stir were laith  
But we'll I wait, weese gether here nea Grath,  L. 
You ill my Farm for you have said to some,  
Your quite undeaun and beggared sine you c●m  F. 
Some Pikethanks for ill will hes teld you that,  
An uncouth Dog hes money barkers at,  
Ise Sackless on't Sir, by this fire that Reeks,  
I'll swear't upon all Beauks that opens and steeks;  
If we sud swelled our hearts it will nut deau,  
T'afford Sour Milk, and Bread and Rent up teau;  
Yet of your Farm, I near said an ill word,  
To onny Body I will besworn Landlord:  
I was teld, Is't git Gowd Grapes here by some Fowke,  
But now I see I've bought a Pig in a Poke,  L. 
Away away if I sud let you sit,  
Rend free I see you cud nut live on it,  
Your Corn's as Rank as ever it can stand,  
There's sike a wreck, it ligs all down o'th' Land,  
And yet you say your Farm is stark o'th' Rent,  
And you for Tenants give me neay content,  
You cannut pay nor I cannut forbear,  
Provide seay for you selves another year;  F. 
we're nut sea Browden of't as you suppose,  
I think langer we stay the mare weese lose:  
Wadwe'd ne'er kend your Farm, nor had cum here  
But bought wit's best if it cost nut o'er dear,  
There's neay Feaul like toth' awd Feaul, I may say  
They that are bund I see they must obey,  
The time that we come here, 've cause to Curse,  
A tumbling Stane I see near gathers Moss:  
We war o'er we'll before and did nut wait,  
And now we may the time rue, when'ts o'er late.  L. 
Come, come, for all your goodly Cracks & Brags,  
●ll Husbands and Sluggards, mun gang in Rags:  
●f you awed Money when you come toth' Farm,  
Your Creditors not it have deaun you harm:  
If all your Stock begane lean to your Kin,  
Near is my Sarke, but nearer is my Skin;  
Charity gins at Hame Ice nut bund  
To let you live Rend free upon my ground:  
There's neay cell like toth' awne cell; yeu've Farms ane●  
Offered you say, God speed you, Ise ne'er Ru●  
A woven Horse I've heard it oft Reported  
And a Rotten Harrow are seaun parted:  
Far we'll, Ice weay to finnd'th awed saying tru●  
It's an ill made Bargain, whore beath Parties Ru●  F. 
I've set our Landlord forward, wife he's gan●  
Our Hob's nut we'll, he's a base stinking yane  
He's troubled with worms, he can nut Sleep nor Li●  
Give him Wormseed and Treacle pray thee Pe●  
Weay worth this trash, Ise flaid my Lad's undeau●  
He's varra Seek, it works at his Heart Speaun:  
To Morn I'll gang toth' Market, and hire Tibb●  
And Peggy Thou thy Sell, shall Spin out'th Web●  
Why a Husband, you may deau what you will,  
If I be we'll. Ise get it deaun my cell;  N. 
How deaye all, what Aunt as I hear say,  
Tibby hes ta'en a Godspenny to day:  
Ise come to knaw before I gang to Bed,  
I thought this Martinmas she wouldhave be wed  M. 
Ways is me she's over Young for a good Man,  
There's mare Fowks wed than keeps good Houses Nan  
She's Book and Bane aneugh I knaw that's true  
But ill weed waxes fast and seay does Thou:  N. 
Over young say you, I seaure she's gane eighteen  
And few but at that age, they are Man keen:  
Pray you what Age war you when you did wed,  
At sixteen Aunt you lost your Maidenhead:  M. 
But they that wed before they're wise, it's said  
Will dye before they thrive, and seay Ise flaid  
Will Thou and She, and all sike Flirtigiggs,  
That's fit for nought but serving Brewster Pigs  
I marvel thy Mother gits nut thee a Dame,  
It's fit for thee then to stay at Hame,  
To slaver and Spin, and run an odd Char  
A good Service war better for thee far:  N, 
What sike an a Service as Tibbs to have,  
I had as leeve be carried to my Grave;  M. 
How sea what ails her Service can thou tell  
Thou'l nowther let her thrive, nor thrive thy cell:  N. 
I hear Tibb is to gang to Mistress Nice,  
She'll Rue, I'll warrant more than yance or twice,  
She'll deal her Neaves about her, I hear tell,  
She's timorous to please, and varra Fell,  
First thing that comes to hand she'll let it flee,  
Neans yable to abide her Cruelty;  
She'll Nawpe and Nevel them without a Cause,  
She'll make them late their teeth Aunt in their Hawse  
She's kittle of her hands, & of her tongue seay rife,  
That Tibb Ice seaure will have but an ill Life;  
I'll lay a Wager that Tibb never stays  
A New Meaun, and an awd, nay nut ten days:  M. 
Thou's had a good Layer Fatther Nan I guess,  
Or else I seaur, thou never cud tell this;  
Birlady but my Barn shall never be  
A Battingstock for her, Thou's plainly see:  
Her Godspenny, shall be sent back to Moarn,  
Tibbs stay at Hame with me Nan I'll besworne;  
I knaw here'l be a Sained for her to come,  
But Ise ne'er care, although her Mistress Gloom,  
My Lass shall nowther Dame nor Mistress have,  
Leather then gang to be a perfect Slave;  N. 
My Neem's now coming farewell I'll to Bed,  
I've sitten till my Feets as caw'd as Led;  M. 
Nay prithee stay Nan but a wirly Bitten,  
I have some Garne to send with thee to Lit,  
I stolen a Keslup Nan, fra thy Fatther,  
Which made me a deel of dainty preaser:  
But Ill gitten, Ill gane, is true I finnd,  
For it's all scattered, and's made an ill end:  
Sea pray thee lend me a little Earning  
For we must mack some Cheese in the Morning:  N. 
Let Tibb come o'er as seaun as she gits up,  
And I shall send you back by her a soap:  M. 
What hast's thou in stay and tack a drink Nan  
There's Beer o'th' Table, i'th' little Can,  N. 
This Drink's all dowled, how long is't sineed was drawn  
It is nut hawfe sea fresh Aunt as our awn:  F. 
Yond Town's a dree way off Pegg, Ise sare tired  
Tibb is all Jarbiled, and Ise basely Mireed:  
As we went o'er a Steel out starts a Hare,  
Our Tibb, gave sike a Glent, it flaid her sare:  
We went into an House, I lost my Staff,  
I finnd its true, Still Sew eats all the Draff,  
All Fowk's denied, but yan beyond the Board,  
And he had stowned, and never said a word,  
How dusta Wife, thou is nut we'll I think,  
Thou grains varra sare, wilta have a drink,  
A grunting Horse, and graining Wise, ne'er will  
Their Rider fail, as I have heard Fowks tell,  M. 
Wya wya, I can bide your Scoffs and scorns  
But God be thanked a Cursed Cow gits short Horns  
You'd leather see me hanging we'll I wait,  
Than see me ganging up and down'th Town gate,  F. 
You meause wife as ye use, Ise neay sike man,  
I can nut please I see deau what I can,  M. 
You are unsawncy, I think by my life,  
With tawkin to you I have broken my Knife:  F. 
It's each to mack'th Barn greet whore'th lip doth hang  
You Gloom seay Wife, I thought you'd have a Fling  
At me, or some else in the House, e'er Neet,  
Something is always wrong, all's never reet,  M. 
Gloom Co yea, it macks me as seek as a Horse,  
Never to have a penny in my Purse:  F. 
Better's a coming pray thee do not wreak,  
What Woman but for hope the Heart wad break:  
God ne'er sent Mouths, but he sent Meat always,  
After fowl Weather follows a fair day:  
That Man falls law that ne'er again does Rise,  
Hope we'll and have we'll, is said by the wise  
I ne'er fear, but Fortune again will smile,  
If we can have but patience for a while:  
We shall have Luck Golore tack thou neay Care,  
Though we at present be but varra Bare:  
Some Rise and some do fall strangely we see,  
Give a man Luck and thraw him intoth' Sea.  
Here's good Tobacco Wife it cost a prindle,  
How must I leet my Pipe, Whaugh here's nea Ingle:  M. 
What need you Rame seay, you seeth fire's gane  
Paul out your Touchwood, box, Steel, & flint stane,  
Then strike a Fire, and leet a Seave I Reed,  
And smeauke your Pipe before we gang to Bed:  F. 
Unfest my Collar point Wife, Than let us Kiss,  
And pray for Love, mell them whore there nean is.  
What din is yond, let's gang toth' deaur good wife,  
And Lithe, yonder's some Flight, I lay my Life:  M. 
Marry Husband you have a special guess,  
Hark you what work, yonder's between Nell & Bess  

A Cruel Flight gins, Amel tweay former Friends.  N. 
Thou Ugly Whore what wark made thou last Neet,  
Thou deserves douking if'ft how had thy Reet;  
That wouldhave ceaul thy sawt A— thou fulsome Bitch,  
O Rotten Jade thou gave young Nobbs the Itch:  
Last time he clapperclawed thy Reeking A—  
He may be glad and fain it was neay warse:  B. 
Thou lucken-browed Trull, there's nean warse than thy sell  
Thou went to ceaul thy Tail thou knaws at'th well  
When every grisly Scab it was seay big,  
And sare that thou cud neither sit nor lig:  
I near Besh— my cell, as thou did Bitch,  
When ' th' Fellow wrought seay sare he got a stitch  
Thou cud not get him off thy Belly Jade,  
Till thou was forced to cry our for Aid,  
And than'th whors bird thy Daughter Jan come in  
And pould him of, and durst & made thee clean:  N. 
I scorn thy words thou filthy Refie Jade,  
Thou's gitten an o'er heat Bitch with thy Trade,  
Geay shack thy Scabs off Whore, & wesh thy skin:  
Thou stands mare need than I of macking clean:  B. 
Hang thee whore, hang thee, I never was laid yet  
Between two Feather Beds, to get a Sweat:  
My hair did ne'er come off thou dirty Drab,  
As thine did when thy Nose was in a Scab;  
I ne'er was laid down drunken on a Bed,  
With all my Clathes pouled up whore to my head,  
And sea left fast asleep with a great Candle  
●urning between thy Houghs, that all meet handle,  
And then deau what they wouldhave thou drunken Sew,  
Thy Tallow face is like to mack me Spew:  
●. How long is't fine the Lads did shout and hollow  
And after thee with Rotten Eggs did follow:  
Thou mawky whore, thou hes forgitten seaur,  
●ine'th Cramer got the up again a deaur,  
●●th midst of all'th Towngate, and'th Lads come by;  
And saw you at it, than they set up a Cry:  
And than beath thou & he away did sneak,  
●f thou can say aught for thy sell, Whore speak,  N. 
Thou lees, thou lees, thou grisly Braslen Face,  
● ne'er was Pybald yet, i'th' Saddle place:  
Nor had a Surgeon to Syringe me,  
As thou had Whore, when thou cud hardly see  
Thy Head and Face, they war seay swell & sare,  
That thou had scarcely left thee onny Hair:  B. 
As we'll haired as thy cell, Thou nasty Quea●  
Hang thee, thou fulsome Trull, thou's never clea●●  
Base Tantrill I never use to tack Neet Ramble  
And have my Clathes rammed up i'th' Butchers Shamble●  
there's filthy stinking Flesh when thine liggs there,  
O'th' day time seaur there's nean can like sike war●  N. 
As good Ware as thy cell Whore every whit●  
I never was laid down on a Midden yet,  
With a Drunken Tinkler fund at work  
Between my Legs Whore; it was nut seay dark,  
But they cud plainly see that did gang by,  
How sweetly thou and thy Tinckler did lie,  B, 
Away, away Whore, thou tells up and down,  
How money Men hes laid with thee i'th' Town,  
Thou's a bold Whore, thy like was seldom seen,  
I marvel neay good Wife Clawts out thy Neen;  N. 
Clawt out my neen Whore, but I'll dill thy din,  
I'll coul thy Haggis Bitch, if I begin,  
Nay run nut Whore, Thou's nut seay leet of feaut,  
●e get thee an the Devil git the nut;  
Nay Whore I've gitten haud, I'll coul thee down,  
●nd show thy Neighbours thy bald Scabby Crown  
● Murder, Murder, good Neighbours help me seaun▪  
●he Bites and Scrats, Ise flaid Ise be undeaun:  
Weay worth this Whore, she's riven all my pinner  
My Coif, and Handkerchief ' as Ice a Sinner:  
●e mack thee pay for this Whore I'll besworn,  
●e have a Warrant for the Jade to Moarn:  
●. What prates ta still, wad ta have mare yet Trull  
●efore I gang thou's have thy Belly full:  ●. 
What runs ta Whore, hesta gitten'th deaur Sporne  
●e have another Bout with thee to Morn:  
●hou peeps yet whore, come out again thou Bitch,  
●nd I shall Scrub off all thy Scabs, and Itch,  
●hink I've wheested thee Whore, for this Neet,  
●hou sal be seaur of mare next time we meet:  B. 
Wad, ta kissed my A-thou Jarble tailed Trull th●  
Thou's just like a Cow that's keen o'th' Bull no●  
Thou pin's and decks thy, sell to get a Ride  
And nean that knaws thee will sike Ket bestride  N. 
Oh Whore had I but thee here out again,  
I'd mack thy Ribs to Reek, and Guts to grai●  
If ever I get thee in my Clutches,  
I'll mack the fit Jade to gang on Crutches.   

The Author's Conclusion.  
My Papers at an end I'll take my Ease,  
Here's too much pains bestowed unless it plea●●   
FINIS.   

An Alphabetical CLAVIS, Uunfolding the Meaning of all the Yorkshire Words made use of in the aforegoing DIALOGUE.  

A.  

I'll Arfe; that is I am afraid.  
Auters; signifies strange work, or strange things.  
Amell; is Between.  
Awne; Signifies own.  
To Rive all dawds; is to tear all in pieces.  
Ackwards; is when a beast lies backwards and cannot rise.  
What ails this deaur; is what's the matter with this door.  
An Aumry; is a Cupboard to put bread or meat in.  
Awed; is Old.  
Awdfarrand; is grave and sober.  
Aboon; is above,  
To set one Agog; is to make one long or desire,  
Asta; Signifies as thou,  
An Atchison; is a Scot'ch Coin worth four Bodles,  
An Arvill; is a Funeral.  
To look Agye is to look aside.    

B.  

A Barn; is a Child,  
A Battin; is the Straw of two Sheaves folded together.  
Behawfe; is behalf.  
To Batt'n; signifies to feed or like well.  
Beestling; is the first milk after Calving.  
Believe; is in the Evening,  
Burne, is water.  
To blend, is to mix or put together.  
Baurghwans, are horse Collars,  
To bide billinge at, is to abide working at.  
Breckins, signifies Fearn.  
A Balk, is a Balk.  
Blendings, are Beans and Pease mixed together.  
Big, is of the nature of Barley, and makes good Malt.  
A Bull segg, is a gelded Bull,  
Backon, is Bacon.  
Beclarted, is Besmeared or Bedaubed.  
A bend Kitt, is a kind of a great Can with a Cover.  
A Bleacher, is a whitester of Cloth.  
A Bakin, is Corn put up to send to th● Mill for bread.  
A Beck, is a River.  
Bannocks, are Cakes baked before th● fire.  
A Back-stone, is a stone or iron to bak● Cakes on.  
Blithe, is glad.  
Breests, are breasts.  
A Brawn, is a Boar.  
Book and bane, signifies lusty an● strong.  
To blear, is to roar and cry.  
Twolve Bodles, signifies two pence,  
To be browden on a thing, is to be fon● on a thing.  
Birlady, is by our Lady.  
A batting stock, is a beating stock,  
Beath, is both.  
Breau, is supping Meat, or Gravy and fat for brewis, etc.    

C.  

CRockie, is a little Scotch Cow.  
Cawven, is Calved.  
A Cow cleening, is the bag that hangs at the Cow's Box after she hath new Calved.  
A Cawfe, is a Calf.  
Cawd, is cold.  
Caell, are Pottage.  
To Ceauke, is to Cook.  
To Clawt; is to tear or pull.  
Cassons, are dried Cow turds,  
Caffe, is Chaff.  
Like to clem, is very dry ready to choke.  
A Carl Cat, is a dog-Cat, or He Cat.  
Nought Cottons we'll, is Nothing goes right.  
Cud, is could.  
Chamber, is a Chamber.  
A Crawe, or a Crack, is a Crow.  
To Cover, is to recover.  
Clathes, are Clothes.  
Cumber, is trouble.  
A Caingel, is a toothy crabbed fellow.  
To keep a clutter, is to make a grea●stir.  
Coyea, is quoth you.  
To Ceaul, is to cool.  
To Clapperclawe, is to work earnestly or beat or Fight earnestly.  
A Crammer, is a Bowl sewer.  
To Cool one's Haggis, is to beat on● sound.    

D.  

I'll dinge, that is I shall beat.  
Deft, is pretty.  
Daft, is fond or foolish.  
Deaun, is done.  
A Dubler, is a Dish to lay Meat on.  
Denched, is finely Mouthed or Curious.  
Draff, is Grains.  
Deau, is do.  
A Deaur, is a door.  
Degg-bound, is mightily swelled in the Belly.  
Dittin, is Mortar to stop up the Oven withal.  
Dayugh, is Dough.  
To Deet, is to wipe and make clean.  
To Dodd Sheep, is to cut the wool away about their Tails.  
To Datther, is to Tremble with cold.  
Does, signifies does.  
Deftly, is softly or leisurely.  
A Dovening, is a slumber.  
Din, is noise.  
A Durdam, is a great noise or stir.  
To dree, is to hold out, or be able to go.  
A dree way of, is a long way off,  
A drape, is a Cow to be fatted that gives no milk.  
A Dike, is a little Pond or watery place.  
To Don, is to put one's Clothes on,  
A dozand leauke, is an old withered look.  
Dusta, is does thou.  
Driblets, are small inconsiderable things.  
Dowled, is dead or flat, and not brisk.  
Durst, signifies dressed.  
To deck one self, is to make them trim and fine.    

E.  

E'en, are Eyes.  
Ewes, is an Vdder,  
Ay, ey; is Yes, Yes.  
Eared, is Earth.  
Ewn, is an Oven,  
Earnder, is the forenoon,  
Eldin, is Wood and sticks for the fire,  
Eath, is easy.  
Earning, is Rennet to make Cheese withal.    

F.  

FLaid, is afraid.  
Feaut, is a foot.  
Fra, is from  
Finnd, is find.  
Fawt, is fault.  
Feign, is glad.  
Feawls, is Fools.  
Fund, is found.  
Fling, is thrown.  
Fleaure, is floor.  
Faugh, is Fallow.  
Fondly, is foolishly.  
Fowkes, is Folk.  
Feck, is the most or greatest part.  
Fogg, is fresh Grass that comes after Mowing.  
Feald, is hid.  
Fruggin, is a Pole to stir in the Oven when it is heated to stir the ashes up.  
Flyer, is to laugh.  
Feared, is afraid.  
To be field, is to be knocked down.  
Flured, is all Ruffled.  
A Flan head, is a broad large head.  
Feausan, is Taste or moisture.  
Flowter, is when one is angry or afraid.  
To Fettle, is to make ready, or prepare.  
A Filly, is a Mare Foal, or young Mare,  
To Fest, is to tie.  
A Flirtigiggs, is a wanton fond Lass.  
Fell, is fierce and keen.  
A Flight, is a Scoulding-match.    

G.  

BY Grape, is by grope.  
To Greet, is to weep.  
Geay, is go.  
Town-gate, is the Town Street.  
Gang, is go.  
Groats, are Oatmeal.  
Gawts and Guilts, are Hog-pigs, and Sow-pigs.  
Gor, is miry or dirty.  
Gripped, is delved to drain away water.  
Geause, is a Goose.  
To Goame, is to mind.  
Grise, is Swine.  
Girse, is Grass.  
Glorr fat, is very fat.  
God Morn, is a good Morning to you.  
Goddeen, is a good Evening.  
Garne, is yarn.  
To Gawve, is to stare.  
Grisly, is ugly.  
A Gully, is a house Knife, to cut bread, etc.  
Gunny and furred, is sore running eyes.  
Gammerstang, is a great foolish wanton Girl.  
Greaun, is a Month.  
Greese, signifies Stairs into a Chamber.  
Gammashaes', are course  Stockings that button upon other Stockings to keep one warm.  
To Gobble, is to eat greedily.  
A Glisse, is a sudden sight of a thing by chance.  
A Glead, is a Kite.  
Granny, is a Grandmother.  
Glincks and Glimes, signifies to look cunningly.  
Grath, is Riches.  
Godspenny, is an Earnest-penny,  
To Gloom, is to frown and be sullen.  
Grain, is to groan  
To Glent, is to start aside.  
Golore, is great plenty, or abundance,    

H.  

TO Hie, is to make haste.  
Harnes, signifies Brains,  
To Hipe, is to push with the Head,  
Haud, is hold.  
Hame, is Home,  
Hobb, is Robert.  
Haver, is Oats  
An Hurn, is a hoal behind the Chimney.  
Hinderends, are the Off all of Corn when it is winnowed.  
Haet, is hot.  
Hames, are the crooked pieces of wood that are put upon Horse Collars.  
An Hopper, is a Seed-lip, or Basket the Husbandmen put their Seed-Corn in, when they sow their Land.  
An Hemble, is an Hovel or house to put  under, or wains or Carts into.  
An Haver Riddle, is a Sieve they use in Winnowing of Oats.  
Harden, is Hempen.  
Hang, signifies hang.  
Helters, is Halters.  
Holes and hurls, are odd dark blind holes in a house.  
Hes, is hath.  
Howle, is hungry.  
Hesta, is has thou.  
Heauldy, is one that is tender and cannot endure much cold.  
Hushta, signifies to hold fast or mind one's feet.  
Hawves, is halves.  
Height nor Ree, signifies a wilful person that will not be persuaded to any thing, but what they list.  
Hustle, is to shrug one's Shoulders.  
Heart-speaun, is the hole betwixt the Breast and Belly.  
Hause, is the Throat.  
Houghs, are the Legs and Thighs.    

I.  

ILfavart, is unhandsome.  
To Jet the Heck, is to put one to the door.  
Jybe, is to mock or Jeer,  
Ista, signifies art thou,  
Ilkin, is each one.  
Jobber Noll, signifies a Loggerhead.  
Jerkin, is a kind of a jacket or upper Doublet with four Skirts or laps.  
An Inckline, signifies to have knowledge or hear of a thing.  
Ice, signifies sometimes I shall, and sometimes I am.  
Is't, signifies is it.  
Jarbled, is dagled or dirty.  
Ingle, signifies fire.    

K.  

A Keaustril, is a great boned course Creature.  
A Keauke, is a Cook.  
Gnaw, is Know.  
To Kedge, is to fill one very full.  
A Kite, signifies the belly.  
Kirne Milk, is butter Milk,  
Knarled, is eaten and torn with the Teeth.  
A Kneet, is a Knight.  
Keen, signifies Fierce or earnest.  
Knawn, is known,  
To Kittle, is to Tickle.  
Kine, are Cowes.  
A Kirne, is a Chirne.  
A Kirk, is a Church.  
Kelk signifies to Groan.    

L.  

TO Late, is to seek.  
A Laer, is a Barn.  
Lig, is to lie.  
Leauke, is to look or behold.  
Never Lin, signifies not to tyre or give over.  
Lang, is long.  
To Light, is to Rely on, or trust to.  
Liggin, is lying or resting.  
Lyth ye, Lyth ye, is as much as to say hark ye, hark ye.  
To Lug, is to tug, pull or by't.  
A Libber, is a Gelder.  
Leeter, is Lighter.  
Forth' long Lane, is when a thing is borrowed with an intention never to be paid again.  
Leetsome, signifies to be pretty Cheerful.  
Leather, is rather.  
Lawer, is lower.  
Lownd, is calm and mild.  
Loppon, is Leapt.  
A Langsettle, is a long Wainscot Bench to sit on.  
A Loft, is a Chamber.  
To Leet, is to alight.  
A Lantom, is a pretty distance, or way off.  
Laith, is loath.  
A Layer-father, is an Instructor, Teacher, or prompter.  
To Lit, is to die.  
Lucken Browed, is hanging knit Brows.  
Thou lees, is thou lies.    

M.  

TO mack, is to make.  
Murky, is dark.  
To mar, is to spoil.  
Mistetch, signifies to get an ill use o● Custom.  
Mell, is Between.  
Mare, is more.  
To Meause, is wonder or admire.  
Mun, is must.  
Maut, is Malt.  
Meay, is moe.  
A Mere, is a Mare.  
Maugh, is a brother-in-Law.  
Meeterly, is indifferent.  
Mawks, are maddock's.  
Mislickened, is disappointed.  
Mains flaid, is much afraid.  
Mickle is much.  
Meauted, is thought, dreamt, or feared.  
A Make, is a fellow, or companion.  
Mence, is handsomeness, or Credit.  
To marvil, is to admire or wonder.  
Misken, is not to know.  
Mains fain, is very glad.  
Mains fine, is very fine.  
Meaun, is the Moon.  
Meause as you use, that is when one judgeth another according to their own do.  
Mawkie, is full of maddock's.  
To Morn, is to morrow.    

N.  

NAr, is near.  
Neen, signifies Eyes.  
Nut, is not.  
Nean or Neayn, is none.  
Neay, is no.  
A Newke or Neawke, is a Corner.  
Neet, is night.  
Neem, is Uncle.  
Near Rack, is never matter; or take no care.  
Neawn, is Noon.  
Nawn, is own.  
Nowther, is neither.  
Neest, is next.  
Naupe and Nevil, is to beat and strike.    

O.  

OVght, is any thing.  
Onny, is any.  
Ownder, is the afternoon.  
Owse, is an Ox.  
Odd Chars, signifies trifling business, or small Errands.  
Ommost, is almost.    

P.  

TO put, is to push with the head.  
Pretty; is handsome, or pretty.  
Preauf, is proof.  
To plew, is to plow.  
To mack the Pot play, is to make the Pot boil.  
Pokes, are Sacks.  
Pudding-pock, is the Pudding bag.  
A Pleugh, is a Plough.  
It ploshes, signifies to be all wet under foot.  
Perry, is a little Cur Dog.  
Pusomed, is poisoned.  
A Pound, is a Pond of water.  
To preaze, is to press towards a plac● or endeavour to go that way.  
The Paete, is the head.  
Preasure, is Rennet to make Chees● withal.  
A Pringle, is a little silver Scotch Coin about the bigness of a penny with two xx. on it.  
Pybald, is to be of two Colours.  
To prate, is to talk saucily.    

R.  

A Rape, is a Rope.  
To Rout, is to roar.  
Rive, is to tear.  
Reek, is smoke.  
A Reckincrewke, is the pot hanger.  
I Reed, is I advise.  
Reant, is root.  
Remmoned, is removed.  
A Reel, is an instrument Women wind their linen or hempen yarn on.  
A Rock, is a Distaff.  
Ream Kit, is the Cream pot.  
Reasty, is when Bacon is yellow and taste rank.  
Reet, is right: To Reet a thing down, it to make it smooth.  
Riggin, is the Ridge of an house.  
Reeks, is it smokes.  
Rame, is to Rove, Rake, scrape, or pull.  
Rencky, is great and large.  
Ranck, is thick or throng.  
To rue, is to repent.  
Rife of Tongue, is quick and nimble of Tongue.  
Reefie, is Scabby or Itchy,    

S.  

Fine, is since.  
Sike, is such.  
Seaun, is quickly.  
A Skeell, is a Milk Pale, or Water Pale.  
Sell, signifies self.  
To Suckle, is to let a Calf suck the Dam or Mother.  
Streay, is Straw.  
Strangely, is strongly.  
Swamp, is empty or small.  
A Sile, is a strainer for Milk.  
To Spang ones gates, is to make haste.  
Snithe, is very cold and piercing.  
Seaure, is sure.  
Smiddy, is a Black-Smiths Shop.  
Specks, are long thin pieces of Iron which Husbandmen nail upon their Ploughs, to save them from wearing.  
A Sock, is the Plough share to put on the Nose of the Plough.  
Sawt, is salt.  
A Stag, is a young Colt.  
Sarraes, signifies serves.  
A Shackfork, is a stick with two grains which Thrashers use to shake up the Straw with all, that all the Corn may fall out from amongst it.  
Steauls', are Stools to sit on.  
Swingle-trees, are crooked piecs of wood to which the Horse Traces are made fast behind the Horses.  
Strang, is strong.  
Seavy, is full of Rushes.  
A Seave, is a Rush that is drawn through in grease, which in ordinary poor houses, they light up and burn instead of a Candle.  
To Saw Corn, is to sow Corn.  
A Steg, is a Gander.  
To steek or steck, is to shut.  
A stand Heck, is a Cratch that stands on feet in a Fold-Yard, for  to eat their Fodder out on.  
A Sneck, is a latch of a door or Gate,  
To slate a Beast, is to hound a Dog at him.  
To stick, is to Butcher and kill a thing.  
To stramp, is to tread upon.  
Skitter, is when  Scour, or shit thin.  
Slocken, is to quench the thirst.  
Side Lanyells, are hopples for Horses.  
A Stane, is a stone.  
A Sneauskin, is a leather which Women have fast at their Distaff, and lay upon their thigh to twirl their Spindle upon.  
A Spence, is a little place made with Wainscot, or a Lattice to set Milk or drink in.  
To Slake heat, is to scale or lose heat.  
Sammaron, is a Cloth between Linen and Hempen, not altogether so course as the one, nor fine as the other.  
A Sack, is a Sack.  
Sheaun, are Shoes.  
Slown, is stolen.  
A Sark, is a shirt.  
Sowle, is all kind of moist or supping Victuals.  
To Storken, is to cool, or wax stiff or hard.  
Seay, is so.  
To speer out a thing, is to inquire after a thing.  
To speer the Deaur, is to shut the door.  
To whemmele a Bowlover a thing, is to cover it with a Bowl.  
Snawke, is to smell.  
Snurles, are the Nostrils.  
To Snite, is to blow the Nose.  
A Stee, is a Sty or Ladder.  
To semper, is to smile.  
To stown, is when a thing smarts.  
Not to see a stime, is to be blind, and see nothing at all.  
A Saul, is a soul.  
Sad, is sorrowful or Melancholy.  
Stanfra, is backward, or unwilling.  
Sud, is should.  
A Stiddy, is an Anvil.  
Spatterdashers, are things to put above ones Stockings to keep them clean from mire and dirt.  
To run on snack-snarles, is to run on heaps headlong together.  
Where it never stack, is where it never stuck.  
Sporn, is shut or closed.  
Sesta, is sayest thou.  
Stickle but haste, is very great haste, or speed.  
To snoutband one, is to be very angry and hasty with one.  
Stark at the Rent, is very dear at the Rent.  
To scrat, is to scratch.  
Sattled, is settled.  
Sackless, is guiltless, or innocent.  
To Swelled, is to die.  
A Saind, is a Messenger or message.  
A Soap, is a little quantity or sup.    

T.  

A Tee, is the string the Cow Legs are made fast withal whilst she is milked.  
Tinye, is little.  
Well tidded, is when a Cow hath a good Vdder, and promiseth fair for store of milk.  
Tweay, is two.  
Thur, is these.  
Ta'en, is taken.  
Tawke, is talk.  
Tewh, is tough.  
Teaut, is to it.  
Teaume, is time.  
Tenged, is stung or stinged.  
A Teaup, is a Ram.  
Like to tawme, is like to swoon.  
Trailed, is pulled and dragged up and down.  
Teau, is to.  
A Tantril, is an idle tattling Woman.  
Titter, is quicker or sooner.  
A Drull, is a mucky fowl Quean.  
Tack, is to take.  
Tengs, are Tonges.  
Twenty, is twenty.  
Trout, are Curds.  
Trash, is green fruit, as Apples, etc.  
Timorous to please, is ill to please.  
Touchwood, is rotten Wood laid by to dry, that it may take fire at any spark given by a flint and steel.    

V  

VArra, is very.  
Vnscape, is to put one in mind of a thing that is not Convenient.  
Vncuths, signifies News.  
ToVrle, is to draw one's self up on a heap.  
AnVnderlout, is a kind of a slave, or Drudge.  
An Vneuth Dog, is a strange Dog.  
Vnsawncy, is unlucky, or not fortunate.  
To unfest, is to untie or unloose.    

W.  

WArk, is work.  
Weese, is we shall.  
Whaugh, is a word of Admiration, as God bless us, etc.  
waly, waly, is Good lack, good lack or Oh me, Oh me.  
War, is were.  
Wad, is would.  
A Why, is an Heifer.  
To wait, is to know.  
Whore, is Where.  
Wya, is well.  
Wheay, is Who.  
Whickens, are roots of Weeds.  
Whins, are Furz.  
Wellaneerin. is Lackady, or Alas, alas.  
To Whaug one, is to beat one.  
Wrong, is wrong.  
A whanck, is a great piece.  
A Whelk, is a great fall.  
Want, is dwelled or lived.  
A wreck, is abundance.  
Whewts of Girfe, are young fresh Piles or blades of Grass.  
Whig, is Clarified Whey, put up with Herbs to drink.  
A Whean Cat, is a she Cat.  
Warse, is worse.  
Ways is me, is woes me.  
Whilk, is which.  
we'll, is well.  
Wancle, is uncertain or changeable Wether.  
Weay, is sorrowful.  
Wilta, is will thou.  
To winch, is to Kick.  
Whesht, Whesht, is peace, peace.  
Wadta, is would thou.  
Weaned, is Mad.  
A We bit, or Wirly bit.  
To Wreak, is to fret and be angry.    

Y.  

YAn, is one.  
Yauds, are Horses.  
Yowes, are Yewes.  
A , is a Gate.  
Yance, is once.  
To Yeaud, is to go.  
To Yeauke, is to Itch.  
The Yane, is the breath.    
FINIS.   

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