The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire.

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Blamire, Susanna, 1747-1794

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Edinburgh,: John Menzies ... [also] R. Tyas, London; D. Robertson, Glasgow; and C. Thurnam, Carlisle

1842

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"The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire." In the digital collection British Women Romantic Poets. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/BlamSPoeti. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 27, 2024.

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THE VILLAGE CLUB.

                      
                        I LIVES in a neat little cottage;
                      
                        I rents me a nice little farm;
                      
                        On Sundays I dresses me handsome;
                      
                        On Mondays I dresses me warm.

                      
                        I goes to the sign of the Anchor;
                      
                        I sits myself quietly down,
                      
                        To wait till the lads are all ready,
                      
                        For we has a club in the town.

                      
                        O lozes o' me ! we are merry,
                      
                        I only but wish ye could hear;
                      
                        Dick Spriggins he acts sae like players,
                      
                        Ye niver heard nothing sae queer.

                      
                        And first he comes in for King Richard,
                      
                        And stamps with his fit on the ground;
                      
                        He wad part with his kingdom for horses;
                      
                        O lozes o' me ! what a sound !

                      
                        And then he comes in for young Roma,
                      
                        And spreads out his little black fist;
                      
                        I's just fit to drop whilst he's talking;
                      
                        Ye niver seed yen sae distrest.

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                        O lozes o' me ! it is moving,­
                      
                        I hates for to hear a man cry;
                      
                        And then he looks up at a window,
                      
                        To see if lal Juliet be by.

                      
                        And then he lets wit 'at she's talking,
                      
                        And speaks 'at ye hardly can hear;
                      
                        But I think she caws out on Squire Roma,
                      
                        And owther says Hinney or Dear.

                      
                        Then up wi' Dick Spriggins for ever !
                      
                        May he live a' the days of his life;
                      
                        May his bairns be as honest as he's been,
                      
                        And may he ay maister his wife !

FINIS.

The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire.

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THE VILLAGE CLUB.

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