steans

He went on: And you consate that all these steans be aboon folk that be happed here, snod an 'snog?

Dracula 1897

Making straight for the steep cliff, where the churchyard hangs over the laneway to the East Pier so steeply that some of the flat tombstones -- "thruff-steans" or "through-stones," as they call them in the Whitby vernacular -- actually project over where the sustaining cliff has fallen away, it disappeared in the darkness, which seemed intensified just beyond the focus of the searchlight.

Dracula 1897

All them steans, holdin 'up their heads as well as they can out of their pride, is acant, simply tumblin' down with the weight o 'the lies wrote on them,' Here lies the body 'or' Sacred to the memory 'wrote on all of them, an' yet in nigh half of them there bean't no bodies at all, an 'the memories of them bean't cared a pinch of snuff about, much less sacred.

Dracula Bram Stoker 1879

He went on, "And you consate that all these steans be aboon folk that be haped here, snod an 'snog?"

Dracula Bram Stoker 1879

Look here all around you in what airt ye will; all them steans, holdin 'up their heads as well as they can out of their pride, is acant -- simply tumblin' down with the weight o 'the lies wrote on them, ` Here lies the body' or ` Sacred to the memory 'wrote on all of them, an' yet in nigh half of them there bean't no bodies at all; an 'the memories of them bean't cared a pinch of snuff about, much less sacred.

Dracula 1897

He went on, “And you consate that all these steans be aboon folk that be haped here, snod an’ snog?”

Dracula 2003

All them steans, holdin’ up their heads as well as they can out of their pride, is acant, simply tumblin’ down with the weight o’ the lies wrote on them, ‘Here lies the body’ or ‘Sacred to the memory’ wrote on all of them, an’ yet in nigh half of them there bean’t no bodies at all, an’ the memories of them bean’t cared a pinch of snuff about, much less sacred.

Dracula 2003