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27 Dec 01 - 08:50 PM (#617374) Subject: The Flyting of Life and Death From: GUEST,wilma.pfeffer@verizon.net It would be much appreciated if anyone has the text of the words to the above song. It was written by Hamish Henderson, melody by Alison McMorland and is on her CD "Cloudberry Day". It is difficult to understand her Scottish brogue on the CD. Thanks. |
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27 Dec 01 - 09:05 PM (#617379) Subject: RE: The Flyting of Life and Death From: wildlone See previous thread Click here dave |
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27 Dec 01 - 09:09 PM (#617380) Subject: RE: The Flyting of Life and Death From: Malcolm Douglas And also THE FLYTING O' LIFE AND DAITH, posted here a few months later. |
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27 Dec 01 - 09:15 PM (#617382) Subject: Lyr Add: The Flytin o Life and Daith From: masato sakurai I'll quote with the following comment.
"As well as some of the finest songs to come out of the Folk Revival, such as The Freedom Come-All-Ye, The John McLean March and Farewell to Sicily, all written to pipe tunes, Hamish Henderson wrote Elegies for the Dead in Cyrenaica, which earned him the Somerset Maugham Prize just after the War. One of his finest poems in Scots in undoubtedly The Flytin o Life and Daith. Flyting was the sport of argumentative scholars in the middle ages , a kind of civilised slanging match :-
Quo Life, the warld is mine,
Quo Daith, the warld is mione,
Quo Life, the warld is mine,
Quo Daith, the warld is mine,
Quo Life, the warld is mine,
Quo Daith, the warld is mine,
Quo Life, the warld is mine,
Quo Daith, the warld is mine.
Quo Life, the warld is mine.
Quo Daith, the warld is mine.
Quo Life, the warld is mine.
(From: HERE)
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27 Dec 01 - 10:20 PM (#617404) Subject: RE: The Flyting of Life and Death From: GUEST,Wilma Thanks to all who responded. Question posted at 8:50 PM and words received by 9:15 PM !!!! Mudcat Rules!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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25 Sep 11 - 08:07 PM (#3228953) Subject: The Flyting of Life and Death - word meanings From: GUEST,Andrew Calhoun Quo Life, the warld is mine, The flooers and trees, they're aa my ain, (all my own) I am the day an the sunshine, Quo life the warld is mine. Quo Daith, the warld is mine, Your lugs are deef, your een are blin (lugs - ears) Your flooers maun dwine in my bitter win (dwine - languish, wane) Quo Daith, the world is mine. Quo Life, the warld is mine, I hae saft win's an healin rain Aipples I hae an breid and wine Qui life, the warld is mine. Quo Daith, the warld is mine, Whit sterts in dreid gangs doon in pain, Bairns wantin breid are makin mane, (babes wanting bread are making moan) Quo Daith, the warld is mine. Quo Life, the warld is mine, Your deidly wark, I ken it fine, There's mate on earth for ilka wean, (baby) Quo life, the warld is mine. Quo Daith, the warld is mine, Your silly sheaves crine in my fire, (silly - different connations in Scots, feeble is closest, crine - shrink) My worm keeks in your barn an byre, (peeps, byre-cow shed) Quo Daith, the warld is mine. Quo Life, the warld is mine, Dule on your een! Ae galliard (lively) hert Can ban tae hell your blackest airt Quo Life, the warld is mine. Quo Daith, the warld is mine. Your rantin hert in duddies braw (garments fine -tho rags in another definition) rantin - high-spirited He winna lowp my preeson waa,(leap my prison wall) Quo Daith, the warld is mine. Quo Life, the warld is mine. Though ye bigg (build )preesons o marble stane Hert's love ye canna presson in, Quo Life, the warld is mine. Quo Daith, the warld is mine. I hae dug a grave and dug it deep For war and the pest (plague) will gar (make) ye sleep, Quo Daith, the warld is mine. Quo Life, the warld is mine. An open grave is a furrow syne, (then, ultimately) Yell no keep my seed frae faain in, Quo Life, the warld is mine." |
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25 Sep 11 - 09:03 PM (#3228970) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Flyting of Life and Death From: Amos WHat a treat to see a post in these hallowed halls from my friend Andrew Calhoun, a top-flight songwriter, poet and performer in his own right! S |