Folk-Speech of Cumberland and Some Districts Adjacent: Being Short Stories and Rhymes in the Dialects of the West Border CountiesGibson, Alexander Craig
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Folk-Speech of Cumberland and Some Districts Adjacent: Being Short Stories and Rhymes in the Dialects of the West Border Counties
Gibson, Alexander Craig
English language -- Dialects -- England -- Cumberland -- Texts
“Whyte _maiz’d_ wi’ loungin’ on i’ th’ neuk.”
_Stagg._ Auld Lang Syne.
Maizlin, C, a simpleton.
“Banton lads grew parfet guffs,
An’ Thursby lasses _maizlins_.”
_Mark Lonsdale._ The Upshot.
Mak, C, sort, kind.
“It taks o’ _maks_ to mak ivery mak.”
_Rev. T. Clarke._ Johnny Shippard.
Māp’ment, C, imbecility; compounded of mope and ment, like manage-ment,
etc.
“He toked for iver sa lang, but he toked a deal o’ _maapment_.”—_Ibid._
Mattie, C, the mark at quoits or pitch and toss. _Skifting his mattie_
is proverbially used for shifting position or changing policy or course.
Maukin, S, the hare.
“The fuddlin’ bodies nowadays
Rin _maukin_-mad i’ Bacchus’ praise.”
_Ferguson._ Caller Water.
Maunder, S and C, to think, talk, or act dreamily.
“Aw wish this wanderin’ wark were o’er,
This _maunderin_’ to and fro.”
_Edwin Waugh._ Sweetheartin’ Gate.
Meat-heàl, C, very able to eat.
“He’s beàth _meat-heàl_ an’ drink-heàl. Ther’ can’t be mickle t’
matter wid him.”—Said of a Hypochondriac.
Mell, C, meddle.
“Gangin’ frae house to house hearin’ news an’ _mellin_ e ther
nebbors.”—_Mrs. Wheeler._ Dialogues.
Mell, S, a mallet; the prize that used to be given to the last in a
race. “Winning the _Mell_” in any contest is figuratively equivalent to
taking the wooden spoon at the Cambridge examinations for honours.
Mense, S and C, propriety, creditable behaviour.
“I’ve seàv’t beàth my meat an’ my _mense_.”
Proverb, used when proffered hospitality is declined.
Messan, S and C, a small dog of indefinite breed.
“We hounds slew the hare, quo’ the bleer’d _messan_.”
Proverb.
“A little black _messet_ danced sae like old Jenny.”
_Miss Blamire._ Sec a Durdum.
Mirk, S, dark.
“It fell about the Martinmas,
When nichts were lang an’ _mirk_.”
Old Ballad—The Wife of Usher’s Well.
Mischanter, S and C, misadventure.
“Thou’rt welcome, wean, _mischanter_ fa’ me.”
_Burns._
Mittens, S and C, gloves.
“He coft me a rokelay o’ blue,
An’ a pair o’ _mittens_ o’ green.”
_Macneil._ I lo’e ne’er a laddie but ane.
“Twee yards o’ red ribbon to wear for his seake,
Forbye ledder _mittens_ he bowte me.”
_Anderson._ First Luive.
Mowdie, S; Mowdie-warp, C, the mole.
“The _mowdie_ powler’t oot o’ the yirth,
An’ kyss’t the synger’s feet.”
_Telfer._ The Gloaming Bucht.
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