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
“An’ _parlish_ pranks ’mang Silloth banks
They hed as they were comin’.”
_Stagg._ The Bridewain.
“A bump as big as a young cockerel’s stone,
A _parlous_ knock.”
_Shakspeare._ Romeo and Juliet.
Said to be a corruption of _perilous_, which is certainly not its
meaning in Cumberland.
Pash, C, to dash or thrust down forcibly.
“Barne! I _pash’t_ them doon.“—Said by Wm. Jackson to a neighbour’s
daughter after his first victory at the Flan wrestling.
Pauchtie, S, proud, supercilious.
”_Pauchtie_ damsels, bred at courts,
Wha thraw the mou’ an’ tak’ the dorts.”
_Ferguson._ The Gowdspink.
Pawkie, S, sly.
“A thief sae _pawkie_ is my Jean.”
_Burns._
Peerie, S, a peg-top. In Cumberland called a Cas’ley.
“He sleeps as soon’ as onie _peerie_.”—Common saying.
Phraise, S, smooth or fondling talk.
“He’s ta’en her in his armes twa,
Wi monie a kiss an’ _phraise_.”
Ballad—Young Huntin.
Pigs, S, pots, crockery.
“Where the _pig’s_ brocken there let the sherds lie.”
Proverb.
Plack, S, the smallest coin of the old Scottish currency.
“He’ll never mak his _plack_ a bawbee.”—Proverb.
Pleen, C, complain.
“Thou’s spoil’t for o’ manner o’ wark,
Thou no’but sits peghan an’ _pleenan_.”
_Mark Lonsdale._ Love in Cumberland.
Plumb, C, (in Furness, etc., pron. Plowmb) perpendicular.
The old landlady at the boat house on Ennerdale water said of a
neighbouring doctor who had visited her, and who carries his head well
back, “He was mair nor _plumb_!”
Poap, C, to walk aimlessly.
“Sūm _poapan_ aboot as if they’d be hoaf dazed.”
_Rev. T. Clarke._ T’ Reysh Beearin’.
Powe, S, head, poll.
“There’s little wit within his _powe_
That lichts a candle at the lowe.”
Proverb.
Pree, S, to taste.
“An’ aye he _preed_ the lassie’s mou’
As he gaed but an’ ben, O.”
Old Song.
“I _preed_ her mou’.” The Scotch think this phrase a poetical way of
saying “I kissed her.” Its literal translation into common English, “I
tasted her mouth,” doesn’t sound like poetry; while its Cumbrian form,
“I teàstit her feàce” sounds like anything rather _than_ poetry; and
their different versions of the same phrase illustrate rather happily
the difference of character on the two sides of the Border.
Proddle, C, poke, or stir up.
“_Proddlin’_ up the smudderin’ embers.”
_Stagg._
Pubble, C, plump.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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