William Barnes’ dialect poem looks back on two moments of happiness with a woman he loved, once in summer and once in winter. By the summer stream at evening, their shadows play on the water while the wind, the flowing stream, and the glowing sky all seem to heighten their meeting — yet make it feel painfully swift. In the winter scene, a Christmas dance brings the pair together again among smiling faces and twinkling glances. Stars wink overhead, daylight shrinks, shadows deepen, and the same joyful closeness returns. Once more the night passes all too quickly. The language is simple and vivid, full of gentle nostalgia. There’s no regret, only a tender awareness that love’s brightest hours refuse to linger. The Dorset dialect makes everything feel hushed and personal, like a memory almost sung to oneself.
Zummer An' Winter — Summary
When I led by zummer streams The pride o' Lea, as naighbours thought her, While the zun, wi' evenen beams, Did cast our sheades athirt the water; Winds a-blowen, Streams a-flowen, Skies a-glowen, Tokens ov my jay zoo fleeten, Heightened it, that happy meeten.
Then, when maid an' man took pleaces, Gay in winter's Chris'mas dances, Showen in their merry feaces Kindly smiles an' glisnen glances; Stars a-winken, Day a-shrinken, Sheades a-zinken, Brought anew the happy meeten, That did meake the night too fleeten.