A HAPPY day, a happy year,

A zummer Zunday, dazzlèn clear,

I went athirt vrom Lea to Noke, across

To goo to church wi’ Fanny's vo'k: folk

The sky o’ blue did only show

A cloud or two, so white as snow,

An’ aïr did swaÿ, wi’ softest strokes,

The eltrot roun’ the dark-bough'd woaks. cow-parsley, oaks

O day o’ rest when bells do toll!

O day a-blest to ev'ry soul!

How sweet the zwells o’ Zunday bells.

An’ on the cowslip-knap at Creech, hillock

Below the grove o’ steätely beech,

I heärd two tow'rs a-cheemèn clear, chiming

Vrom woone I went, to woone drew near, one

As they did call, by flow'ry ground,

The bright-shod veet vrom housen round,

A-drownèn wi’ their holy call,

The goocoo an’ the water-vall. cuckoo

Die off, O bells o’ my dear pleäce,

Ring out, O bells avore my feäce,

Vull sweet your zwells, O ding-dong bells.

Ah! then vor things that time did bring

My kinsvo'k, Lea had bells to ring; kinsfolk

An’ then, ageän, vor what bevell

My wife's, why Noke church had a bell;

But soon wi’ hopevul lives a-bound

In woone, we had woone tower's sound,

Vor our high jaÿs all vive bells rung, joys

Our losses had woone iron tongue.

Oh! ring all round, an’ never mwoän

So deep an’ slow woone bell alwone,

Vor sweet your swells o’ vive clear bells.