‘Ow do, lass, tha’s a stunner,
I aint seen ‘out like ‘thee afoor.
Th’as luvly as t’sun after t’rain
I’m as sure as I’m sure I am sure.
Tha’s such a reyt bobby-dazzler,
Tha’s taken mi breath clear away
And I’ll nivver find a better,
So one day it’s a bridal bouquet.
And when we git married I’ll luv thee,
I’ll look after thee till I die;
And when we’re tigether in t’eaven
Tha’ll still be a-dazzling me eye.
‘Bobby-dazzler’ originated as a North East (Yorkshire and Geordie) English dialect term for a person who is affectionately considered as being beautiful or remarkable.
I have. in this poem, attempted to create verses in the North Yorkshire dialect.
Roland's Ragbag 