Songs Of The Road. Артур Конан Дойл

Full thirty mile the 'ounds 'ad run and

                   never called a 'alt.

           One by one the Field was done until at

                   Finden Down,

           There was no one with the 'untsman save

                   young Jeremiah Brown.

           And then the 'untsman 'e was beat. 'Is

                   'orse 'ad tripped and fell.

           "By George," said Brown, "I'll go alone,

                   and follow it to – well,

           The place that it belongs to."   And as 'e

                   made the vow,

           There broke from right in front of 'im

                   the queerest kind of row.

           There lay a copse of 'azels on the border