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William Baron

I lived from 1865-1927. I was from Great Britain, and am in the English category.

I influenced poets Ben Brierley, Samuel Laycock, Edwin Waugh.

I was influenced by poets Ben Brierley, Samuel Laycock, Edwin Waugh.

William Baron (AKA Bill-O'-Jack's) was a Lancashire printer/poet who, in the style of John Hartley and the "Clock Almanack" printed a regular monthly pamphlet containing dialect prose and poetry (under the name Bill-O'-Jack's) together with pieces in standard English (under his own name).

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  • A Warkin' Mon's Reflections.
    Sometimes, when wearied eawt at neet,
        Aw sit me deawn i' th' owd arm cheear,
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  • Come An’ Do Yor Share (A Call Fro’ T’ Trenches)
    Are yo not comin' to help us, lads, to see this tough job throo? —
    What are yo hangin' back for when ther's desperate work to
    40 lines
  • The Fairy's Quest (Verses For The Children).
    As the Fairy Queen sat on her gossamer throne
        That sparkled with pearls of dew,
    33 lines
  • Healey Dell.
    O, sweet to the vision is Healey's famed dell,
        With its shady retreats, and its pathways so green!
    34 lines
  • Kesmas Mornin': 1914. (SOME REFLECTIONS ON TH' WAR).
    Kesmas is wi' us once agen,
    But it dawns on th' deadly battle fray ;
    34 lines
  • Th' Owd Family Bible.
    Ther's an owd family relic on t' bookshelf up theer,
        An' aw'll keep id till t' day as aw dee;
    61 lines
  • Owd Ailse's Thrift.
    "What meks tha sit so quate, to-neet?  Come, hesta nowt to say?
    Tha coom i' th' heawse an' never spooak o t' time tha geet thi
    38 lines
  • A Coronation Ode.
    Sovereign lord of the Empire! — King of our Isle of the Sea! —
    The eyes of thy countless subjects to-day are turned on t
    53 lines
  • What Could Aw Say?
    Aw'd just stopped to rest me, a bit past th' owd farm;
    For t' basket wur heavy, an' t' weather wur warm.
    34 lines
  • Hawf-Past Five At Neet.
    For fooak 'at's slaves to t' factory bell, life's nooan so breet nor gay;
    For every morn they start at six, an' wark like foo's o t'
    33 lines
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