Health To The Farmer! Poem by Anonymous British

Health To The Farmer!



Here's a health unto our miaster
The founder of the feast,
And I hope to God wi' all my heart
His soul in heaven mid rest;

That every thing mid prosper
That ever he tiak in hand,
Vor we be all his sarvants,
And all at his command.

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