I do onlook* my mothertong'e
As 'tis hath always been that strong
And talkin' it cannot be wrong
As any word becometh like song
And for to get pretty dreadno'ht
Wrath shou'dn't be fear-bro'ht
And wise rede shou'd be so'ht
before t'say ye should have tho'ht
As any sadness times bewept
Yo'r upset smile hasn't be yclept
Even if here's nothing left
As goodwill gift be not like theft
* onlook - to respect