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Thread #70394 Message #3069398
Posted By: Jim Dixon
07-Jan-11 - 02:21 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: The Cruel Mother (from Paul Clayton)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Cruel Mother (from Paul Clayton)
This might help:
From The Lost Beauties of the English Language by Charles Mackay (New York: J. W. Bouton, 1874), page 90:
Howk, to dig, or scrape up the earth like an animal, or without tools.He's howket a grave by the light o' the moon.
—Cumberland Ballads, The Sun shines fair on Carlisle wa'.
She has howked a hole both deep and wide,
And put them in both, side by side.
—The Cruel Mother.
[It doesn't say which version of CRUEL MOTHER he was quoting from, however, and a Google search doesn't turn it up.]