Chameen Corishes Muscaune O' Grynes

Jem Corish's Mix-up Of Grains

Merchaunte - "Faade hast thou vor mee todei Chameen?"

Merchant - "What have you for me today Jem?"

Chameen - "Barich."

Jem - "Barley."

Ee Merchaunte *a dréeen ee zample* "Thoust thou clep dhicke dhinge barich, zure its oathes!"

The Merchant *trying the sample* "Though you call this thing barley, sure it's oats!"

Chameen - "Well, leth it ba oathes, yith thee lick, Choull zell vor eache dhinges."

Jem - "Well, let it be oats, if you like, I will sell it for either of the things."

Merchaunte - "O chull no ha it adh aul. Faades thou hast i zack, Chameen?"

Merchant - "Oh I will not have it at all. What do you have in the sack, Jem?"

Chameen - "Oathes."

Jem - "Oats."

Merchaunte - "Oathes! Fye it ba barich!"

Merchant - "Oats! Why it be barley!"

Chameen - "Well, leth it ba barich, ich dinna caare faade zell it vor, eache dhinge!"

Jem - "Well, let it be barley, I do not care what it sells for, either thing!"