ancient poems-第36节

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y　the　milking…pail。

Their　hearts　are　free　from　care；　They　never　will　despair；　Whatever　them　befal；　they　bravely　bear　out　all；　And　fortune's　frowns　outdare。　They　pleasantly　sing　to　welcome　the　spring；　'Gainst　heaven　they　never　rail；　If　grass　well　grow；　their　thanks　they　show；　And；　frost　or　snow；　they　merrily　go　Along　with　the　milking…pail：

Base　idleness　they　do　scorn；　They　rise　very　early　i'　th'　morn；　And　walk　into　the　field；　where　pretty　birds　do　yield　Brave　music　on　every　thorn。　The　linnet　and　thrush　do　sing　on　each　bush；　And　the　dulcet　nightingale　Her　note　doth　strain；　by　jocund　vein；　To　entertain　that　worthy　train；　Which　carry　the　milking…pail。

Their　labour　doth　health　preserve；　No　doctor's　rules　they　observe；　While　others　too　nice　in　taking　their　advice；　Look　always　as　though　they　would　starve。　Their　meat　is　digested；　they　ne'er　are　molested；　No　sickness　doth　them　assail；　Their　time　is　spent　in　merriment；　While　limbs　are　lent；　they　are　content；　To　carry　the　milking…pail。

Upon　the　first　of　May；　With　garlands；　fresh　and　gay；　With　mirth　and　music　sweet；　for　such　a　season　meet；　They　pass　the　time　away。　They　dance　away　sorrow；　and　all　the　day　thorough　Their　legs　do　never　fail；　For　they　nimbly　their　feet　do　ply；　And　bravely　try　the　victory；　In　honour　o'　the　milking…pail。

If　any　think　that　I　Do　practise　flattery；　In　seeking　thus　to　raise　the　merry　milkmaids'　praise；　I'll　to　them　thus　reply：…　It　is　their　desert　inviteth　my　art；　To　study　this　pleasant　tale；　In　their　defence；　whose　innocence；　And　providence；　gets　honest　pence　Out　of　the　milking…pail。



Ballad：　THE　MILKING…PAIL。



＇THE　following　is　another　version　of　the　preceding　ditty；　and　is　　the　one　most　commonly　sung。＇


YE　nymphs　and　sylvan　gods；　That　love　green　fields　and　woods；　When　spring　newly…born　herself　does　adorn；　With　flowers　and　blooming　buds：　Come　sing　in　the　praise；　while　flocks　do　graze；　On　yonder　pleasant　vale；　Of　those　that　choose　to　milk　their　ewes；　And　in　cold　dews；　with　clouted　shoes；　To　carry　the　milking…pail。

You　goddess　of　the　morn；　With　blushes　you　adorn；　And　take　the　fresh　air；　whilst　linnets　prepare　A　concert　on　each　green　thorn；　The　blackbird　and　thrush　on　every　bush；　And　the　charming　nightingale；　In　merry　vein；　their　throats　do　strain　To　entertain；　the　jolly　train　Of　those　of　the　milking…pail。

When　cold　bleak　winds　do　roar；　And　flowers　will　spring　no　more；　The　fields　that　were　seen　so　pleasant　and　green；　With　winter　all　candied　o'er；　See　now　the　town　lass；　with　her　white　face；　And　her　lips　so　deadly　pale；　But　it　is　not　so；　with　those　that　go　Through　frost　and　snow；　with　cheeks　that　glow；　And　carry　the　milking…pail。

The　country　lad　is　free　From　fears　and　jealousy；　Whilst　upon　the　green　he　oft　is　seen；　With　his　lass　upon　his　knee。　With　kisses　most　sweet　he　doth　her　so　treat；　And　swears　her　charms　won't　fail；　But　the　London　lass；　in　every　place；　With　brazen　face；　despises　the　grace　Of　those　of　the　milking…pail。



Ballad：　THE　SUMMER'S　MORNING。



＇THIS　is　a　very　old　ditty；　and　a　favourite　with　the　peasantry　in　　every　part　of　England；　but　more　particularly　in　the　mining　　districts　of　the　North。　　The　tune　is　pleasing；　but　uncommon。　　R。　W。　　Dixon；　Esq。；　of　Seaton…Carew；　Durham；　by　whom　the　song　was　　communicated　to　his　brother　for　publication；　says；　'I　have　written　　down　the　above；　VERBATIM；　as　generally　sung。　　It　will　be　seen　that　　the　last　lines　of　each　verse　are　not　of　equal　length。　　The　singer；　　however；　makes　all　right　and　smooth！　　The　words　underlined　in　each　　verse　are　sung　five　times；　thus：…　THEY　AD…VAN…CED；　THEY　AD…VAN…CED；　　THEY　AD…VAN…CED；　THEY　AD…VAN…CED；　THEY　AD…VAN…CED　ME　SOME　MONEY；　…　　TEN　GUINEAS　AND　A　CROWN。　　The　last　line　is　thus　sung：…　WE'LL　BE　　MARRIED；　（as　the　word　is　usually　pronounced）；　WE'LL　BE　MARRIED；　　WE'LL　BE　MARRIED；　WE'LL　BE　MARRIED；　WE'LL　BE　MARRIED；　WE'LL　BE　MAR…　RI…ED　WHEN　I　RETURN　AGAIN。'　　The　tune　is　given　in　POPULAR　MUSIC。　　　Since　this　song　appeared　in　the　volume　issued　by　the　Percy　Society；　　we　have　met　with　a　copy　printed　at　Devonport。　　The　readings　are　in　　general　not　so　good；　but　in　one　or　two　instances　they　are　　apparently　more　ancient；　and　are；　consequently；　here　adopted。　　The　　Devonport　copy　contains　two　verses；　not　preserved　in　our　　traditional　version。　　These　we　have　incorporated　in　our　present　　text；　in　which　they　form　the　third　and　last　stanzas。＇


IT　was　one　summer's　morning；　as　I　went　o'er　the　moss；　I　had　no　thought　of　'listing；　till　the　soldiers　did　me　cross；　They　kindly　did　invite　me　to　a　flowing　bowl；　and　down；　THEY　ADVANCED　me　some　money；　…　ten　guineas　and　a　crown。

'It's　true　my　love　has　listed；　he　wears　a　white　cockade；　He　is　a　handsome　tall　young　man；　besides　a　roving　blade；　He　is　a　handsome　young　man；　and　he's　gone　to　serve　the　king；　OH！　MY　VERY　heart　is　breaking　for　the　loss　of　him。

'My　love　is　tall　and　handsome；　and　comely　for　to　see；　And　by　a　sad　misfortune　a　soldier　now　is　he；　I　hope　the　man　that　listed　him　may　not　prosper　night　nor　day；　FOR　I　WISH　THAT　the　Hollanders　may　sink　him　in　the　sea。

'Oh！　may　he　never　prosper；　oh！　may　he　never　thrive；　Nor　anything　he　takes　in　hand　so　long　as　he's　alive；　May　the　very　grass　he　treads　upon　the　ground　refuse　to　grow；　SINCE　HE'S　BEEN　the　only　cause　of　my　sorrow；　grief；　and　woe！'

Then　he　pulled　out　a　handkerchief　to　wipe　her　flowing　eyes；　…　'Leave　off　those　lamentations；　likewise　those　mournful　cries；　Leave　of　your　grief　and　sorrow；　while　I　march　o'er　the　plain；　WE'LL　BE　MARRIED　when　I　return　again。'

'O　now　my　love　has　listed；　and　I　for　him　will　rove；　I'll　write　his　name　on　every　tree　that　grows　in　yonder　grove；　Where　the　huntsman　he　does　hollow；　and　the　hounds　do　sweetly　cry；　TO　REMIND　ME　of　my　ploughboy　until　the　day　I　die。'



Ballad：　OLD　ADAM。



＇WE　have　had　considerable　trouble　in　procuring　a　copy　of　this　old　　song；　which　used；　in　former　days；　to　be　very　popular　with　aged　　people　resident　in　the　North　of　England。　　It　has　been　long　out　of　　print；　and　handed　down　traditionally。　　By　the　kindness；　however；　of　　Mr。　S。　Swindells；　printer；　Manchester；　we　have　been　favoured　with　　an　ancient　printed　copy；　which　Mr。　Swindells　observes　he　had　great　　difficulty　in　obtaining。　　Some　improvements　have　been　made　in　the　　present　edition　from　the　recital　of　Mr。　Effingham　Wilson；　who　was　　familiar　with　the　song　in　his　youth。＇


BOTH　sexes　give　ear　to　my　fancy；　While　in　praise　of　dear　woman　I　sing；　Confined　not　to　Moll；　Sue；　or　Nancy；　But　mates　from　a　beggar　to　king。

When　old　Adam　first　was　created；　And　lord　of　the　universe　crowned；　His　happiness　was　not　completed；　Until　that　an　helpmate　was　found。

He'd　all　things　in　food　that　were　wanting　To　keep　and　support　him　through　life；　He'd　horses　and　foxes　for　hunting；　Which　some　men　love　better　than　wife。

He'd　a　garden　so　planted　by　nature；　Man　cannot　produce　in　his　life；　But　yet　the　all…wise　great　Creator　Still　saw　that　he　wanted　a　wife。

Then　Adam　he　laid　in　a　slumber；　And　there　he　lost　part　of　his　side；　And　when　he　awoke；　with　a　wonder；　Beheld　his　most　beautiful　bride！

In　transport　he　gazed　upon　her；　His　happiness　now　was　complete！　He　praised　his　bountiful　donor；　Who　thus　had　bestowed　him　a　mate。

She　was　not　took　out　of　his　head；　sir；　To　reign　and　triumph　over　man；　Nor　was　she　took　out　of　his　feet；　sir；　By　man　to　be　trampled　upon。

But　she　was　took　out　of　his　side；　sir；　His　equal　and　partner　to　be；　But　as　they're　united　in　one；　sir；　The　man　is　the　top　of　the　tree。

Then　let　not　the　fair　be　despised　By　man；　as　she's　part　of　himself；　For　woman　by　Adam　was　prized　More　than　the　whole　globe　full　of　wealth。

Man　without　a　woman's　a　beggar；　Suppose　the　whole　world　he　possessed；　And　the　beggar　that's　got　a　good　woman；　With　more　than　the　world　he　is　blest。



Ballad：　TOBACCO。



＇THIS　song　is　a　mere　adaptation　of　SMOKING　SPIRITUALIZED；　see　ANTE；　　p。　39。　　The　earliest　copy　of　the　abridgment　we　have　been　able　to　　meet　with；　is　published　in　D'Urfey's　PILLS　TO　PURGE　MELANCHOLY；　　1719；　but　whether　we　are　indebted　for　it　to　the　author　of　the　　original　poem；　or　to　'that　bright　genius；　Tom　D'Urfey；'　as　Burns　　calls　him；　we　are　not　able　to　determine。　　The　song　has　always　been　　popular。　　The　tune　is　in　POPULAR　MUSIC。＇


TOBACCO'S　but　an　Indian　weed；　Grows　green　in　the　morn；　cut　down　at　eve；　It　shows　our　decay；　We　are　but　clay；　Think　of　this　when　you　smoke　tobacco！

The　pipe　that　is　so　lily　white；　Wherein　so　many　take　delight；　It's　broken　with　a　touch；　…　Man's　life　is　such；　Think　of　this　when　you　take　tobacco！

The　pipe　that　is　so　foul　within；　It　shows　man's　soul　is　stained　with　sin；　It　doth　require　To　be　purred　with　fire；　Think　of　this　when　you　smoke　tobacco！

The　dust　that　from　the　pipe　doth　fall；　It　shows　we　are　nothing　but　dust　at　all；　For　we　came　from　the　dust；　And　return　we　must；　Think　of　this　when　you　smoke　tobacco！

The　ashes　that　are　left　behind；　Do　serve　to　put　us　all　in　mind　That　unto　dust　Return　we　must；　Think　of　this　when　you　take　tobacco！

The　smoke　that　does　so　high　ascend；　Shows　that　man's　life　must　have　an　end；　The　vapour's　gone；　…　Man's　life　is　done；　Think　of　this　when　you　take　tobacco！



Ballad：　THE　SPANISH　LADIES。



＇THIS　song　is　ancient；　but　we　have　no　means　of　ascertaining　at　what　　period　it　was　written。　　Captain　M