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Lyr Add: A Jolly Wassail Bowl (from Rickert)
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Subject: RE: Lyr Add: A Jolly Wassail Bowl (from Rickert) From: Jim Dixon Date: 03 Nov 13 - 12:38 AM The same text (allowing for some spelling differences, e.g. "wassel") is given in "Ancient Songs: From the Time of King Henry the Third, to the Revolution by Joseph Ritson (London: J. Johnson, 1790), page 304, with the following heading: A CARROL FOR A WASSEL BOWL, TO BE SUNG UPON TWELFTH DAY AT NIGHT To the Tune of Gallants, come away. From a collection intitled, "New Christmas Carrols: Being fit also to be sung at Easter, Whitsontide, and other Festival days in the year." no date, 12mo, black letter; in the curious study of that ever to be respected antiquary Mr. Anthony à Wood, in the Ashmoleian Museum. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Add: A Jolly Wassail Bowl (from Rickert) From: Q (Frank Staplin) Date: 01 Nov 13 - 12:06 PM Tune to above- "Gallants Come Away." See http://abcnotation.com |
Subject: Lyr Add: A JOLLY WASSAIL BOWL From: *#1 PEASANT* Date: 29 Dec 06 - 08:26 AM A Jolly Wassail-Bowl Seventeenth Century A jolly wassail-bowl, A wassail of good ale, Well fare the butler's soul, That setteth this to sale, Our Jolly wassail. Good dame, here at your door, Our wassail we begin; We are all maidens poor, We pray now let us in With our wassail. Our wassail we do fill With apples and with spice, Then grant us your good will To taste here once or twice Of our wassail, If any maidens be Here dwelling in this house, They kindly will agree Toi take a full carouse Of our wassail. But here they let us stand All freezing in the cold; Good master, your command To enter and be bold With our wassail. Much joy into this hall With us is entered in; Our master, first of all, We hope will now begin Of our wassail, And after his good wife Our spiced bowl will try; The Lord prolong your life! Good fortune we espy For our wassail. Some bounty from your hands, Our wassail to maintain, We'll buy no home nor lands With that which we do gain With our wassail This is our merry night Of choosing king and queen; Then, be it your delight, That something may be seen In our wassail. It is a noble part To bear a liberal mind. God bless our master's heart! for here we comfort find With our wassail. And now we must be gone, To seek out more good cheer; Where bounty will be shown As we have found it here With our wassail. Much joy betide them all, Our prayers shall be still; We hope and ever shall For this your great good will To our wassail. - Ricket, Edith, Ancient English Christmas Carols., 1914.p. 249. |
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