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14 Jun 04 - 08:26 AM (#1206823) Subject: Lyr Add: The Movement From: *#1 PEASANT* The Movement Where canny Newcassel will gan te at last Is far ayont maw understandin'; But if it gans on as its duin for years past, It'll suin about Hexim be landin'. For toon withing toon, and street efter street, Grainger pops up- without ever heedin' How they're to be fill'd, unless some new leet Shows him folks will like rabbits be breedin'. But this railroad-pace of increasin' wor race Wad be dorn'd tobsy-torvy by steamin'; The folks now-a-days hev ne dwellin'-place. Of hoose or of hyem niver dreamin'. This howiver, ne doot, is Grainger's luik-out, The greet Court-and -Market-exchanger; And wors iv'ry inch o' the gurnd to dispute, When the props o' wor toon are in danger. The Markets are gyen, exceptin' just yen Which the Cooncil kept out of his clutches; And the Courts he'll grab suin, if they let him alyen, But the day he'll repent he them touches. For the crabby awd dealers in ling, cod, and brats, And the vurgins that tempt us wi' nice maiden skyet, Will niver aw hope be the gudgeons or flats Te floonder aboot I' this huge movement-net. He'll neist try the Quay- the Custom Hoose tee- The Brig-and wor awd coaly River; But in spite o' the warst that a' Grainger can dee, They're wor awn, and we'll keep them for iver. They're cronies we've lang been accustom'd to see, For some o' them battled afore lang and sair; And though we're grown grey I' the cause o' the Quay, We hev pluck eneugh left for a few tussels mair. They're fixtors, some awd-fashioned bodies may say, But where can we now for sec rarities surch? For a man walkin' off wif a Play-hoose te-day, May te morn slip away wi' St. Nicholas' Chorch. Let the Trinity folks o' their moorin's tyek care, Let them double their watch-or as sure as a gun They'll wyeken some morn leavin' Trinity Chare, And driftin' tiv Elswick afore a' be duin. The Radical movement is now all the go, But little like wors as ye'll easily guess, When aw tell ye that Grainger can move te and fro A chorch or a chapel like figurs at chess. The Cooncil, then, led by wor brave British Tar, Mun battle and watch for wor canny awd toon; And byeth tar and feather the hallion that dar' Te hoist his-sel up by haulin' huz doon. T. Wilson, 1843 British Tar= George Straker, Esq. |