It puts me i' mind o' the swallows as was under the thack last 'ear when they fust begun to sing low an' soft-like i' th' mornin'.

Eh, but my old man war fond o' them birds! An' so war Adam, but they'n ne'er comed again this 'ear.

Happen THEY'RE dead too." "There," said Dinah, "now the kitchen looks tidy, and now, dear Mother--for I'm your daughter to-night, you know--I should like you to wash your face and have a clean cap on.

Do you remember what David did, when God took away his child from him?
While the child was yet alive he fasted and prayed to God to spare it, and he would neither eat nor drink, but lay on the ground all night, beseeching God for the child.
But when he knew it was dead, he rose up from the ground and washed and anointed himself, and changed his clothes, and ate and drank; and when they asked him how it was that he seemed to have left off grieving now the child was dead, he said, 'While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept; for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live?
But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast?
Can I bring him back again?
I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.'" "Eh, that's a true word," said Lisbeth.

"Yea, my old man wonna come back to me, but I shall go to him--the sooner the better.