In Abbas Now

The apple bloom be on the bough
In Castle Abbas orchards now,
And larks be twitterin' away
'Bove Castle Abbas Church to-day.
An' there be trout and tricksome bream
A-sportin' down in Abbas stream.

Along the bench beside the "Plough,"
Be folks with jugs of zyder now.
An' Abbas zyder du be fine,
The very cream o' Devon wine;
There's none knows better than I du,
I've drunk a pippikin or two.

'Tis market day in Totnes Town,
An' Abbas folks be joggin' down
In little carts with eggs and cream
Along the road by Abbas stream.
An' Abbas maids will all be there,
An' Abbas maids be sweet and fair.

Zure Abbas maids be fair to see;
There's one of 'em be fond o' me.
It's many a day we've dandered down
By Abbas stream to Totnes Town.
And many a day we've tripped it there
All round and round at Totnes Fair.

But I be far from Abbas here,
All in the sap-time o' the year;
And in the sap-time maidens' hearts
Du find new loves by fits and starts.
I wonder now, if my maid be,
Down Abbas way, still fond o' me!