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ancient poems-第37章

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Here's to our cow; and to her long tail; God send our measter us never may fail Of a cup of good beer: I pray you draw near; And our jolly wassail it's then you shall hear。

Be here any maids?  I suppose here be some; Sure they will not let young men stand on the cold stone! Sing hey O; maids! come trole back the pin; And the fairest maid in the house let us all in。

Come; butler; come; bring us a bowl of the best; I hope your soul in heaven will rest; But if you do bring us a bowl of the small; Then down fall butler; and bowl and all。



Ballad: THE MUMMERS' SONG; OR; THE POOR OLD HORSE。

As sung by the Mummers in the Neighbourhood of Richmond; Yorkshire;  at the merrie time of Christmas。



'THE rustic actor who sings the following song is dressed as an old  horse; and at the end of every verse the jaws are snapped in  chorus。  It is a very old composition; and is now printed for the  first time。  The 'old horse' is; probably; of Scandinavian origin;  … a reminiscence of Odin's Sleipnor。'


YOU gentlemen and sportsmen; And men of courage bold; All you that's got a good horse; Take care of him when he is old; Then put him in your stable; And keep him there so warm; Give him good corn and hay; Pray let him take no harm。 Poor old horse! poor old horse!

Once I had my clothing Of linsey…woolsey fine; My tail and mane of length; And my body it did shine; But now I'm growing old; And my nature does decay; My master frowns upon me; These words I heard him say; … Poor old horse! poor old horse!

These pretty little shoulders; That once were plump and round; They are decayed and rotten; … I'm afraid they are not sound。 Likewise these little nimble legs; That have run many miles; Over hedges; over ditches; Over valleys; gates; and stiles。 Poor old horse! poor old horse!

I used to be kept On the best corn and hay That in fields could be grown; Or in any meadows gay; But now; alas! it's not so; … There's no such food at all! I'm forced to nip the short grass That grows beneath your wall。 Poor old horse! poor old horse!

I used to be kept up All in a stable warm; To keep my tender body From any cold or harm; But now I'm turned out In the open fields to go; To face all kinds of weather; The wind; cold; frost; and snow。 Poor old horse! poor old horse!

My hide unto the huntsman So freely I would give; My body to the hounds; For I'd rather die than live: So shoot him; whip him; strip him; To the huntsman let him go; For he's neither fit to ride upon; Nor in any team to draw。 Poor old horse! you must die!



Ballad: FRAGMENT OF THE HAGMENA SONG。

As sung at Richmond; Yorkshire; on the eve of the New Year; by the  Corporation Pinder。



'THE custom of singing Hagmena songs is observed in different parts  of both England and Scotland。  The origin of the term is a matter  of dispute。  Some derive it from 'au guy l'an neuf;' i。e。; TO THE  MISLETOE THIS NEW YEAR; and a French Hagmena song still in use  seems to give some authority to such a derivation; others;  dissatisfied with a heathen source; find the term to be a  corruption of 'Greek text which cannot be reproduced'; i。e。; THE  HOLY MONTH。  The Hagmena songs are sometimes sung on Christmas Eve  and a few of the preceding nights; and sometimes; as at Richmond;  on the eve of the new year。  For further information the reader is  referred to Brand's POPULAR ANTIQUITIES; vol。 i。 247…8; Sir H。  Ellis's edit。 1842。'


TO…NIGHT it is the New…year's night; to…morrow is the day; And we are come for our right; and for our ray; As we used to do in old King Henry's day。 Sing; fellows; sing; Hagman…heigh。

If you go to the bacon…flick; cut me a good bit; Cut; cut and low; beware of your maw; Cut; cut and round; beware of your thumb; That me and my merry men may have some; Sing; fellows; sing; Hagman…heigh。

If you go to the black…ark; bring me X mark; Ten mark; ten pound; throw it down upon the ground; That me and my merry men may have some。 Sing; fellows; sing; Hagman…heigh。



Ballad: THE GREENSIDE WAKES SONG。



'THE wakes; feasts; or tides of the North of England; were  originally religious festivals in honour of the saints to whom the  parish churches were dedicated。  But now…a…days; even in Catholic  Lancashire; all traces of their pristine character have departed;  and the hymns and prayers by which their observance was once  hallowed have given place to dancing and merry…making。  At  Greenside; near Manchester; during the wakes; two persons; dressed  in a grotesque manner; the one a male; the other a female; appear  in the village on horseback; with spinning…wheels before them; and  the following is the dialogue; or song; which they sing on these  occasions。'


''TIS Greenside wakes; we've come to the town To show you some sport of great renown; And if my old wife will let me begin; I'll show you how fast and how well I can spin。 Tread the wheel; tread the wheel; den; don; dell O。'

'Thou brags of thyself; but I don't think it true; For I will uphold thy faults are not a few; For when thou hast done; and spun very hard; Of this I'm well sure; thy work is ill marred。 Tread the wheel; tread the wheel; den; don; dell O。'

'Thou'rt a saucy old jade; and pray hold thy tongue; Or I shall be thumping thee ere it be long; And if that I do; I shall make thee to rue; For I can have many a one as good as you。 Tread the wheel; tread the wheel; dan; don; dell O。'

'What is it to me who you can have? I shall not be long ere I'm laid in my grave; And when I am dead you may find if you can; One that'll spin as hard as I've done。 Tread the wheel; tread the wheel; dan; don; dell O。'

'Come; come; my dear wife; here endeth my song; I hope it has pleased this numerous throng; But if it has missed; you need not to fear; We'll do our endeavour to please them next year。 Tread the wheel; tread the wheel; dan; don; dell O。'



Ballad: THE SWEARING…IN SONG OR RHYME。

As formerly sung or said at Highgate; in the county of Middlesex。



'THE proverb; 'He has been sworn at Highgate;' is more widely  circulated than understood。  In its ordinary signification it is  applied to a 'knowing' fellow who is well acquainted with the 'good  things;' and always helps himself to the best; and it has its  origin in an old usage still kept up at Highgate; in Middlesex。   Grose; in his CLASSICAL DICTIONARY OF THE VULGAR TONGUE; London;  1785; says; …


A ridiculous custom formerly prevailed at the public…houses of  Highgate; to administer a ludicrous oath to all the men of the  middling rank who stopped there。  The party was sworn on a pair of  horns fastened on a stick; the substance of the oath was never to  kiss the maid when he could kiss the mistress; never to drink small  beer when be could get strong; with many other injunctions of the  like kind to all of which was added a saving clause … UNLESS YOU  LIKE IT BEST!  The person administering the oath was always to be  called father by the juror; and he in return was to style him son;  under the penalty of a bottle。


From this extract it is evident that in 1786 the custom was  ancient; and had somewhat fallen into desuetude。  Hone's YEAR…BOOK  contains a very complete account of the ceremony; with full  p
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