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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: Felipa Date: 05 Apr 21 - 12:16 PM We had snow flurries this Easter Monday morning here in the north of Ireland. I see from news reports that even London had light snow flurries and that there's been more substantial snow in Northumberland and in parts of Scotland. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: Felipa Date: 25 Feb 21 - 05:21 PM Julia, it's said that the place name near Boyle, Co Roscommon, Ireland derives from the Irish Gaelic - a loose transliteration of Diseart Nuadhain = the hermitage of Saint Nuadh. Oh, I see that was mentioned earlier on, with the other spelling Iseart Nuadhain. But there is an Easter Knowe in Scotland |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,Julia L Date: 25 Feb 21 - 02:51 PM I have always speculated that the title might actually be "Easters Knowe" as in "the eastern hill"? Any thoughts? Love the tune Julia |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,Rory Date: 24 Feb 21 - 10:46 PM A broadside titled "Easter Snow" was printed by the printer/publisher Poet's Box (Glasgow), Saturday Morning, December 5, 1857. A list of songs available on the Poet's Box (24 Nov 1855) included the song Easter Snow. By twilight in the morning, as I roved out on the dew, With my morning cloak all round me, intending all my flocks to view; There I beheld a fair maid, her beauty shone so clear and bright, I took her for Diana fair, or the evening star that rules the night. I being much surprised, being in the forenoon of the day, To see so sweet a creature coming over the hills to Sweet Loch Rea; Her snowy breast lay naked, her cheeks they were a rosy red, My heart lay fluttering by the two black eyes rolling in her head. I stepped up to the fair maid, I said my joy and heart's delight, For I am much enamoured all by your killing beauty bright; To ease a lovesick passion, if you'll consent and with me go, I'll roll you in my morning cloak, and bring you home to Easter Snow. Leave off, young man, be easy, and do not me tantalize, I modestly made answer, I do not mean to apologise, Leave off, young man, be easy, for here no longer I can stay, My business calls me in great haste. Good morning, Sir, I must away. O Peggy, lovely Peggy, come sit you down awhile by me, And whisper slowly to me if you and I could both agree, She modestly made answer, acquaint your parents of the same, And if our friends will give consent, sure you and I love bears no blame. Now sit you down my pretty girl, come sit you down awhile by me, And cast your eye all round you, perhaps some pleasure you might see, For was I heir of Crohill, my opulence I would bestow, I'd resign my crown and dignity, and bring you home to Easter Snow. Now sit you down my pretty girl, come sit you down awhile by me, And cast your eye all round you, perhaps some pleasure you might see, Where the gentle hares were coursing, and hunstman crying tally-ho! And so glorious as they did pursue, from sweet Loch Rae to Easter Snow. . |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,John Moulden Date: 30 Oct 13 - 07:50 AM I think that's definitive and corrects my memory; Eastersnow was what Séamus called the land his caravan sat on. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: Jack Blandiver Date: 29 Oct 13 - 09:21 AM According to at least one source (The Seamus Ennis Cultural Centre no less!) it was the name he gave to the plot of land. http://www.seamusenniscentre.com/page/seamus-ennis |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,John Moulden Date: 29 Oct 13 - 08:39 AM As far as I remember hearing, Séamus Ennis called his caravan Eastersnow because he thought the air was just about the best thing he'd ever heard. That was certainly not the name of the land and the caravan had no name until he gave it one. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: Jack Blandiver Date: 29 Oct 13 - 05:28 AM A one for folk trivia fans : Easter Snow was the name of the caravan (or the land on which the caravan was sited) in Naul, Co Dublin where Seamus Ennis made his home in 1975 until his death 1982. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdeNcyJT4z4 |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: MartinRyan Date: 29 Oct 13 - 05:18 AM Eeeek! Thought I posted to this thread earlier this morning! Seems to have disappeared in the gale... I think GUESTnoeleen is looking for the words of Christy's song about Seamus Ennis, called Easter Snow, - to which Masato provided a link earlier in the thread. Regards Click here |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: Jim Carroll Date: 29 Oct 13 - 05:15 AM The earliest printed reference seems to be three verses included in the John McCall manuscripts, collected in the latter half of the 19th century in the Carlow/Wexford border area. It was later included in Sam Henry's collection under the title 'Wester Snow' obtained as a song in 1925, but the air was noted from a fiddle player, at a competition in 1904 at Waterfoot, Glenariff, in County Antrim (Giant's Causeway/Glens of Antrim area). The Tunney family seem to be the main source of the song and Brigid Tunney's stunning rendition, recorded for the BBC in 1952 is well-worth looking out. It was also collected by Helen Creighton in Nova Scotia. Jim Carroll |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,noeleen berry Date: 29 Oct 13 - 03:00 AM looking for the original lyrics of THE EASTER SNOW I heard Christy Moore singing this song, i would love to have the lyrics with some history,please. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow (trad from Paddy Tunney) From: GUEST,Phil Dixon Date: 16 Jun 12 - 03:35 AM EASTER SNOW At twilight in the morning, as I roved out upon the dew, With my morning cloak around me, intending all my flocks to view, I spied a pretty fair maid, she was a charming beauty bright, And I took her for Diana, the evening star that rules the night. I being so much surprised by her, it was the full moon of the day, To see that lovely creature coming o’er the banks of sweet Loch Rea, Her snow white breasts lay naked and her cheeks they were a rosy red, And my heart was captivated by the two black eyes rolled in her head. Fair maid I cried your love I crave, for Cupid is a cruel foe. I’ll roll you in my morning cloak, and I’ll bring you home to Easter Snow. Go home acquaint your parents, and indeed kind sir I’ll do the same, And if both our parents give consent, neither you nor I will bear the blame. |
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Subject: Lyr Add: EASTER SNOW (from Kennedy/Brigid Tunney) From: Jim Dixon Date: 05 Jan 11 - 11:47 AM From Folksongs of Britain and Ireland by Peter Kennedy (London: Oak Publications, 1975), page 304: 128. EASTER SNOW 1. At twilight in the morning, as I roved out upon the dew, With my morning cloak around me, intending all my flocks to view, I spied a lovely fair one. she was a charming beauty bright, And I took her for Diana, or the evening star that rules the night. 2. I being so much surprised with her, it being the forenoon of the day, To see so fair a creature coming o'er the bank to Sweet Lough Rea, Her snow-white breast lay naked, and her cheeks they were a rosy red, And my heart was captivated by the two black eyes rolled in her head. 3. As I approached this fair maid, said I: My joy and heart's delight, My heart it is enamoured by your exceeding beauty bright. To heal my lovesick passion, if you'll consent along with me to go, I'll roll you in my morning cloak and bring you home to Easter Snow. 4. Said I: My lovely Peggy, sit you down awhile by me And cast your eye around you. Some pastime you may see: The gentle hares a-hunting, the fields are decorated so, The valley sounds melodiously by the sporting plains of Easter Snow. 5. Said I: My lovely Peggy, sit you down awhile by me. You'll see the fox a-hunted by the best nobilitie, The gentlemen well mounted, and the huntsmen crying: Tally-Ho! So gloriously we'll pursue the chase from Sweet Lough Rea to Easter Snow. 6. She says: Young man, excuse a simple maiden of the moor. Forbear such splendid eloquence for one who is so poor. My heart is not my own to give, nor can I it bestow. 'Tis pledged to one who lives and loves far from Easter Snow. [Excerpt from Kennedy's notes, page 327:] Brigid Tunney, Belleek, County Fermanagh, N. Ireland, rec. P. Kennedy and S. O'Boyle, 1952: BBC 18527.... Easter Snow would appear to be a townland in Roscommon called Estersnowe, previously the Gaelic Iseart Nuadhain, which is the title given to the tune in the Petrie collection. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: GUEST,MMario Date: 18 Jul 03 - 12:24 PM Brían, Brían, Brían, You *KNOW* I'll take you up on that offer.... |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: GUEST,Tim Date: 18 Jul 03 - 12:16 PM Thanks Masato and Brían for your help. All the best from Tim |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: Brían Date: 18 Jul 03 - 10:44 AM I just finished listening to the recording of Brigid and Paddy singing this fine song on the recording Where the Linnets Sing and the melody does seem to be quite different than the haunting air which Seamus Ennis left to us. I can make a midi for this at the cost of much rending of raiment and tearing of locks of hair if anyone is interested. I'll save this thread. Brían |
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Subject: Lyr Add: EASTER SNOW (from Paddy Tunney) From: Brían Date: 18 Jul 03 - 08:17 AM Tim, It's in The Stone Fiddle by Paddy Tunney: EASTER SNOW At twilight in the morning as I roved out upon the dew With my morning cloak around me intending all my flocks to view I spied a lovely fair one she seemed to be a beauty bright And I took her for Diana or the evening star that rules the night I being so much surprised by her it being the forenoon of the day To see that lovely creature coming o'er the banks of sweet Loughrea Her snow-white breast lay naked and her cheeks they were a rosy red And my heart was captivated by the two black eyes rolled in her head Fair maid I cried, your love I crave for Cupid is a cruel foe I'll roll you in my morning cloak and I'll bring you home to Easter Snow Go home, acquaint your parents and indeed kind sir, I'll do the same And if both our parents give consent neither you nor I will bear the blame from the singing of Mrs. Brigid Tunney. As the notes in Where the Linnets Sing tell us, the title should really be Estersnowe or Díseart Nuadhan(St. Nuadha's Hermitage). Brían |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: masato sakurai Date: 18 Jul 03 - 07:45 AM For some info, see also The Fiddler's Companion: Result of search for "easter snow". |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: GUEST,The Ghost of Jon Doherty Date: 18 Jul 03 - 06:58 AM Ester Snow - she was six foot tall you know. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: masato sakurai Date: 18 Jul 03 - 06:34 AM EASTER SNOW (C. Moore) has been posted HERE. |
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: masato sakurai Date: 18 Jul 03 - 06:28 AM Tim, is it THIS SONG? ~Masato |
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Subject: Lyr Req: Easter Snow(e) From: GUEST,Tim Date: 18 Jul 03 - 02:49 AM Hello, I´m looking for the lyrics for this song. I know it was recorded by Paddy Tunney. A slow air of the same name has been recorded by Liam O´Flynn and by Paul McGrattan ( with Beginnish ). I wonder if the song has been sung to this air; Tunney´s melody is quite another as I remember it. |
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