MARY:
I...
DICKON:
She...
MARY:
I am a girl
DICKON:
She is a la** as took a graidly fancy to thee
Dost tha' fear?
MARY:
Tha' mun not fear
DICKON:
She's took thee on for like to vex thee
Nowt o'the soart
MARY:
Nowt o'the soart
DICKON:
She knows fair well, she mun not fright thee
MARY:
Canna tha' show me?
DICKON:
Fair better to know her
MARY:
Show me tha' key
DICKON:
Show her tha' key
She's a la** and tha' art right
She needs a spot where she can rest in
MARY:
I mun sit where I'll not be so
Thinkin' thoughts or feel a guest in
DICKON:
Nowt o'the soart
MARY:
Nowt o'the soart
DICKON:
She'd fair be watchin' for the spring
MARY:
I'll not be climbin' up
I'll only be callin' "Good morning."
And fair low I'll sing
DICKON:
Well done, Mary!
MARY:
I'll only walk around, just like to see it for myself
If tha' canst 'low me visit
I'll speak low e'en to thysel'
Tha'll not be bothered night and day
By wenches racin' 'round
I'll but seem a silent dream
Standing on the secret ground
I'd but smell the growing things
Count the roses 'gainst the wall
Hear thy babes when first they peck
Stretch my hands if they should fall
Or if tha' likes, I'll bring thee seeds
Or worms all in a mound
For tha'll have me for a friend
Tha'll be the first I found
I'm a la**
DICKON:
A trusty la**
MARY:
That took a graidly fancy to thee
Canna tha' show me?
DICKON:
Fair well tha' dost know her
MARY: DICKON:
Show me tha' key. Show her tha' key
DICKON:
And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it. Stop and hear it
Spring, I say