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he ancient  Cornish tongue。  We first heard it in Germany; in the pleasure… gardens of the Marienberg; on the Moselle。  The singers were four  Cornish miners; who were at that time; 1854; employed at some lead  mines near the town of Zell。  The leader or 'Captain;' John  Stocker; said that the song was an established favourite with the  lead miners of Cornwall and Devonshire; and was always sung on the  pay…days; and at the wakes; and that his grandfather; who died  thirty years before; at the age of a hundred years; used to sing  the song; and say that it was very old。  Stocker promised to make a  copy of it; but there was no opportunity of procuring it before we  left Germany。  The following version has been supplied by a  gentleman in Plymouth; who writes:…

I have had a great deal of trouble about THE VALLEY BELOW。  It is  not in print。  I first met with one person who knew one part; then  with another person who knew another part; but nobody could sing  the whole。  At last; chance directed me to an old man at work on  the roads; and he sung and recited it throughout; not exactly;  however; as I send it; for I was obliged to supply a little here  and there; but only where a bad rhyme; or rather none at all; made  it evident what the real rhyme was。  I have read it over to a  mining gentleman at Truro; and he says 'It is pretty near the way  we sing it。'

The tune is plaintive and original。'


'MY sweetheart; come along! Don't you hear the fond song; The sweet notes of the nightingale flow? Don't you hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale; As she sings in those valleys below? So be not afraid To walk in the shade; Nor yet in those valleys below; Nor yet in those valleys below。

'Pretty Betsy; don't fail; For I'll carry your pail; Safe home to your cot as we go; You shall hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale; As she sings in those valleys below。' But she was afraid To walk in the shade; To walk in those valleys below; To walk in those valleys below。

'Pray let me alone; I have hands of my own; Along with you I will not go; To hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale; As she sings in those valleys below; For I am afraid To walk in the shade; To walk in those valleys below; To walk in those valleys below。'

'Pray sit yourself down With me on the ground; On this bank where sweet primroses grow; You shall hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale; As she sings in those valleys below; So be not afraid To walk in the shade; Nor yet in those valleys below; Nor yet in those valleys below。'

This couple agreed; They were married with speed; And soon to the church they did go。 She was no more afraid For to (70) walk in the shade; Nor yet in those valleys below: Nor to hear the fond tale Of the sweet nightingale; As she sung in those valleys below; As she sung in those valleys below。



Ballad: THE OLD MAN AND HIS THREE SONS。



'THIS traditional ditty; founded upon the old ballad inserted ANTE;  p。 124; is current as a nursery song in the North of England。'


THERE was an old man; and sons he had three; (71) Wind well; Lion; good hunter。 A friar he being one of the three; With pleasure he ranged the north country; For he was a jovial hunter。

As he went to the woods some pastime to see; Wind well; Lion; good hunter; He spied a fair lady under a tree; Sighing and moaning mournfully。 He was a jovial hunter。

'What are you doing; my fair lady!' Wind well; Lion; good hunter。 'I'm frightened; the wild boar he will kill me; He has worried my lord; and wounded thirty; As thou art a jovial hunter。'

Then the friar he put his horn to his mouth; Wind well; Lion; good hunter。 And he blew a blast; east; west; north; and south; And the wild boar from his den he came forth Unto the jovial hunter。



Ballad: A BEGGING WE WILL GO。



'THE authorship of this song is attributed to Richard Brome … (he  who once 'performed a servant's faithful part' for Ben Jonson) … in  a black…letter copy in the Bagford Collection; where it is entitled  THE BEGGARS' CHORUS IN THE 'JOVIAL CREW;' TO AN EXCELLENT NEW TUNE。   No such chorus; however; appears in the play; which was produced at  the Cock…pit in 1641; and the probability is; as Mr。 Chappell  conjectures; that it was only interpolated in the performance。  It  is sometimes called THE JOVIAL BEGGAR。  The tune has been from time  to time introduced into several ballad operas; and the song; says  Mr。 Chappell; who publishes the air in his POPULAR MUSIC; 'is the  prototype of many others; such as A BOWLING WE WILL GO; A FISHING  WE WILL GO; A HAWKING WE WILL GO; and A FISHING WE WILL GO。  The  last named is still popular with those who take delight in hunting;  and the air is now scarcely known by any other title。'


THERE was a jovial beggar; He had a wooden leg; Lame from his cradle; And forced for to beg。 And a begging we will go; we'll go; we'll go; And a begging we will go!

A bag for his oatmeal; Another for his salt; And a pair of crutches; To show that he can halt。 And a begging; &c。。

A bag for his wheat; Another for his rye; A little bottle by his side; To drink when he's a…dry。 And a begging; &c。

Seven years I begged For my old Master Wild; He taught me to beg When I was but a child。 And a begging; &c。

I begged for my master; And got him store of pelf; But now; Jove be praised! I'm begging for myself。 And a begging; &c。

In a hollow tree I live; and pay no rent; Providence provides for me; And I am well content。 And a begging; &c。

Of all the occupations; A beggar's life's the best; For whene'er he's weary; He'll lay him down and rest。 And a begging; &c。

I fear no plots against me; I live in open cell; Then who would be a king When beggars live so well? And a begging we will go; we'll go; we'll go; And a begging we will go!




Footnotes:

(1) This is the same tune as FORTUNE MY FOE。 … See POPULAR MUSIC OF  THE OLDEN TIME; p。 162。

(2) This word seems to be used here in the sense of the French verb  METTRE; to put; to place。

(3) The stall copies read 'Gamble bold。'

(4) In the Roxburgh Collection is a copy of this ballad; in which  the catastrophe is brought about in a different manner。  When the  young lady finds that she is to be drowned; she very leisurely  makes a particular examination of the place of her intended  destruction; and raises an objection to some nettles which are  growing on the banks of the stream; these she requires to be  removed; in the following poetical stanza:…

'Go fetch the sickle; to crop the nettle; That grows so near the brim; For fear it should tangle my golden locks; Or freckle my milk…white skin。'

A request so elegantly made is gallantly complied with by the  treacherous knight; who; while engaged in 'cropping' the nettles;  is pushed into the stream。

(5) A TINKER is still so called in the north of England。

(6) This poor minstrel was born at the village of Rylstone; in  Craven; the scene of Wordsworth's WHITE DOE OF RYLSTONE。  King was  always called 'the Skipton Minstrel;' and he merited that name; for  he was not a mere player of jigs and country dances; but a singer  of heroic ballads; carrying his hearers back to the days of  chivalry and royal adventure; when the King of England called up  Cheshire and Lancashire to fight the King of France; and monarchs  sought the greenwood tree; and hob…a…nobbed with tinkers; knighting  these Johns of the Dale as a matter of poetical justice and high  sovereign prerogative。  Francis King was a character。  His  physiognomy was striking and peculiar; and; although there was  nothing of the rogue in its expression; for an honester fellow  never breathed; he might have sat for Wordsworth's 'Peter Bell。'   He combined in a rare degree the qualities of the mime and the  minstrel; and his old jokes; and older ballads and songs; always  ensured him a hearty welcome。  He was lame; in consequence of one  leg being shorter than the other; and his limping gait used to give  occasion to the remark that 'few Kings had had more ups and downs  in the world。'  He met his death by drowning on the night of  December 13; 1844。  He had been at a 'merry…making' at Gargrave; in  Craven; and it is supposed that; owing to the darkness of the  night; he mistook the road; and walked into the river。  As a  musician his talents were creditable; and his name will long  survive in the village records。  The minstrel's grave is in the  quiet churchyard of Gargrave。  Further particulars of Francis King  may be seen in Dixon's STORIES OF THE CRAVEN DALES; published by  Tasker and Son; of Skipton。

(7) This is the ancient way of spelling the name of Reading。  In  Percy's version of BARBARA ALLEN; that ballad commences 'In Scarlet  town;' which; in the common stall copies; is rendered 'In Redding  town。'  The former is apparently a pun upon the old orthography …  REDding。

(8) The sister of Roger。

(9) This gentleman was Mr。 Thomas Petty。

(10) We here; and in a subsequent verse; find 'daughter' made to  rhyme with 'after;' but we must not therefore conclude that the  rhyme is of cockney origin。  In many parts of England; the word  'daughter' is pronounced 'dafter' by the peasantry; who; upon the  same principle; pronounce 'slaughter' as if it were spelt  'slafter。'


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