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Thread #114320   Message #2444213
Posted By: Jim Dixon
18-Sep-08 - 02:23 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Maid of Listowel
Subject: Lyr Add: THE KERRY COURTSHIP (from Bodleian)
I compared the above text to the three versions at the Bodleian—all are somewhat different—and I have marked the differences in the following text. In some cases the words I have inserted are a definite improvement (IMHO); in other cases they're just arbitrarily different: choose whichever seems best, or more singable to you. I haven't bothered showing differences that I think are definitely worse than the version already posted (typos, etc.).

THE KERRY COURTSHIP

One morn day in October, for sweet recreation,
I met a fair maid and she bleaching her clothes;
I stood in amazement to gaze at and gazed on this fair one,
And asked her if she pleased would she come to Listowel.
She smilingly said with the mildest behavior,
Desist and don't tease me, but leave me alone,
For my parents might would blame me and you might deceive me;
You seem like as a schemer that's straight that strayed from Listowel.

Why, indeed, I'm no schemer that wants to deceive you,
But all my fond secrets to you I'll disclose,
And besides I'll swear allegiance, to you I'd prove be faithful.
If I could embrace you I'd make you my own:
By the high Hill of Hoth, by the hole in my coat,
By the what ships that go are sailing through Stdadballymore Strandballymore,
The fairies of Leinster, the druids and witches,
I'd I'll make you my bride if you came come to Listowel.

Why, you seem like a man that's given to raking:
I cannot trust any man that I do not don't know,
For they promise the world, deluding poor females,
And afterwards leave them in grief for to bemoan;
My fortune is low, and I fear you'd degrade me,
You'd censure and tease me, and show me the door,
To be trudging about with a babe in my arms,
If I was so vain as to go to Listowel.

After all that I swear swore, sure you can't be ungrateful,
You cannot suspect that I'm telling a lie,
For the judge on his throne cannot ask but an oath
For to swing off a man or transport him for life;
So therefore be preparing without hesitation—
We're not the two first that went off on the road,
And that fortune might favour the fruit fruits of our labour,
To live out at our ease in the town of Listowel.

If you swore as much more, I shall not be deluded;
I highly suspect you were married before,
For there is many a man who would think it no scruple,
Defiling fair maids or despising despairing their own;
So I'll take my own time and I'll I ne'er will go roving,
My heart it is young, and I ne'er will give o'er
Till my father will sanction my lawful contraction,
And then I might live in the town of Listowel.

There is fifty pounds that I have got in my pocket,
That I have received last week of my own,
For the corn I sent down to sweet Ballylongford,
And more I have ready to send to the store.
If I had all the gold of King Saul or King David,
Or the wealth of great Damer Diana, on you I'd bestow,
For to rifle your charms without much alarm,
And dangle dandle your babe in the town of Listowel.

If I was so vain as to come go with you roving,
I'm certain and sure that your temper you'd show;
You'd surely forsake me for my misdemeanor,
And I think I'll live single a year or two more;
But if you wish for to have me, you'll make me your consort;
You'll go to the priest and he'll marry us both,
And our parents on both sides shall will give us some money,
To set up a shop in the town of Listowel.

I jumped with great joy for to grant her proposal,
My heart was so glad when gave a jump as I heard her sweet notes.
We went to the pastor, who joined us in wedlock,
And when we came back we had whiskey galore.
We spent the whole night in great joy and contentment,
With all our good neighbours and friends did resort,
And the toast they drank round them to me and my wife
Was to prosper and thrive in the town of Listowel.