'TWER Maÿ, but ev'ry leaf wer dry

All day below a sheenèn sky; shining

The zun did glow wi’ yollow gleäre,

An’ cowslips blow wi’ yollow gleäre,

Wi’ grægles’ bells a-droopèn low, bluebells’

An’ bremble boughs a-stoopèn low;

While culvers in the trees did coo doves

Above the vallèn dew. falling

An’ there, wi’ heäir o’ glossy black,

Bezide your neck an’ down your back,

You rambled gaÿ a-bloomèn feäir;

By boughs o’ maÿ a-bloomèn feäir;

An’ while the birds did twitter nigh,

An’ water weäves did glitter nigh,

You gather'd cowslips in the lew, shelter

Below the vallèn dew.

An’ now, while you've a-been my bride

As years o’ flow'rs ha’ bloom'd an’ died,

Your smilèn feäce ha’ been my jaÿ;

Your soul o’ greäce ha’ been my jaÿ;

An’ wi’ my evenèn rest a-come,

An’ zunsheen to the west a-come, sunshine

I'm glad to teäke my road to you

Vrom vields o’ vallèn dew.

An’ when the raïn do wet the maÿ,

A-bloomèn where we woonce did straÿ, once

An’ win’ do blow along so vast, fast

An’ streams do flow along so vast;

Ageän the storms so rough abroad, outside

An’ angry tongues so gruff abroad,

The love that I do meet vrom you

Is lik’ the vallèn dew.

An’ you be sprack's a bee on wing, lively

In search ov honey in the Spring:

The dawn-red sky do meet ye up;

The birds vu'st cry do meet ye up; first

An’ wi’ your feäce a-smilèn on,

An’ busy hands a-tweilèn on, toiling

You'll vind zome useful work to do

Until the vallèn dew.