Subject: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Johannes Grob Date: 08 Dec 98 - 10:35 AM Hello, I am looking for the lyrics of "Suil a Ruin" everywhere but cannot find them. If you have them, would you please mail them to me? My email-adress is: Johannes.Grob@FH-Fulda.de Thank you. Johannes Grob
-Joe Offer- Shule Agra (Shool Aroo[n], Buttermilk Hill, Johnny's Gone for a Soldier)DESCRIPTION: The girl laments for her love, sent (to France) as a soldier. She says she will cry till "every tear would turn a mill." She will sell her spinning wheel to arm him. She will dye her clothes red and "round the world... beg for bread" till he returnsAUTHOR: unknown EARLIEST DATE: 1892 KEYWORDS: loneliness separation foreignlanguage FOUND IN: US(Ap,MA,MW,SE,So) Britain(England,Scotland) Ireland REFERENCES (12 citations): Belden, pp. 281-282, "Shule Aroon" (1 text) Randolph 107, "Shule, Shule" (3 texts, 1 tune, though "A" is mixed with "Ease that Trouble in the Mind" or "The Swapping Boy" or some such, "B" is a nonsense fragment, and "C" is largely floating material); also probably the "A" fragment of 455, "When I Get on Yonder Hill" (2 texts) Eddy 40, "Putnam's Hill" (3 texts plus a fragment, 2 tunes) BrownII 127, "Shule Aroon" (1 fragment, so short that it might just be nonsense though it is probably this song) Hudson 130, pp. 275-276, "Shule Aron" (1 text, short and even more damaged than usual, to which is prefixed the rhyme "Snail, snail, come out of your hole, Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal.") Scott-BoA, pp. 32-35, "Siubhal a Gradh (Come, My Love, Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier" (2 texts, 2 tunes) Lomax-FSUSA 35, "Johnny Has Gone far a Soldier" (1 text, 1 tune) Lomax-FSNA 20, "Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier" (1 text, 1 tune) Lomax-ABFS, pp. 298-299, "Shoo, Shoo, Shoo-lye" (1 text, 1 tune) BBI, ZN199 "As from Newcastle I did pass" (listed as "Traditional? Ancestor of Scots 'Dicky Macphalion' and Irish 'Shule Aroon'") Silber-FSWB, p. 280, "Buttermilk Hill" (1 text) DT, SHULARN1* (SHULARN2*) SHULARN3 SHULARN4 Roud #911 RECORDINGS: Pearl Jacobs Borusky, "I'll Sell My Hat, I'll Sell My Coat" (AFS, 1940; on LC55) Elizabeth Cronin, "Shule Aroon" (on FSB1) Chubby Parker, "Bib-A-Lollie-Boo" (Gennett 6077/Silvertone 5012, 1927) (Conqueror 7891, 1931) Pete Seeger, "Johnny Has Gone for a Soldier" (on PeteSeeger31) Art Thieme, "Bibble-a-la-doo" (on Thieme04) CROSS-REFERENCES: cf. "Song of the Pinewoods" (floating lyrics) Notes: In its earliest forms this song seems to have been simply a girl's lament for her departed lover. In many American versions (Randolph's 107 A and C, Eddy's D) we find unrelated stanzas about the girl's "very cross" father. Scott (following Joyce) theorizes that the song arises out of the Glorious Revolution of 1688. The Irish supported James II, and were defeated at the Boyne. William III, who defeated James, offered forgiveness to the rebels who would swear loyalty to him, but many preferred exile. The only evidence for this theory, at least in English versions, seems to be the lines "But now my love has gone to France, To try his fortune to advance...." It's hard to tell how much of this song was originally Gaelic. Although there are Gaelic choruses (e.g. from Barry, in JAFL XXII 15; Connie Dover's modern recording is as close to this as makes no difference), I've never heard a truly traditional Gaelic verse, and even the chorus is usually only a mangled imitation of Gaelic. (Of course, it doesn't help that Gaelic spelling is far from standardized.) - RBW The Thieme recording retains only the tune, chorus and two verses of "Shule Agra"; otherwise, it's humorous floaters. - PJS File: R107 Go to the Ballad Search form The Ballad Index Copyright 2003 by Robert B. Waltz and David G. Engle. And the entry from folktrax.org:
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Martin Ryan. Date: 08 Dec 98 - 11:04 AM |
Subject: Lyr Add: SIÚL, A RÚIN From: Philippa Date: 08 Dec 98 - 12:02 PM as Martin says, you'll get two versions in the DT under Shule Aroon, also one under the title "Buttermilk Hill". I think Buttermilk Hill comes from the American Civil War and the progenitor from late 17th century (the Irish language version mentions the defeat of King James and the flight of the 'wild geese'to mainland Europe- related to the English language lyrics in early versions of the song: 'Now my love has gone to France') Irish spelling of Shule Aroon, phoneticised in the DT: [*or 'go dtí an' or 'dhan'-take your choice/ DT database gives 'dheen' - closest to 'go dtí an'] An Irish language version with the same basic story and a similar air goes (as well as I can remember it):
chorus: Siúl,Siúl,Siúl a ghrá |
Subject: Lyr Add: SIÚIL, A GHRÁ From: Philippa Date: 08 Dec 98 - 04:36 PM A bhuachaillín aoibhinn álainn ó Ba leathan do chroí a's ba dheas do phóg, Mo léan gan mise leat féin go deo A's go dté tú , a mhuirnín, slán curfa(chorus)- Siúil, Siúil, Siúil, a ghrá Níl leigheas le fáil ach leigheas an bháis Ó d'fhag tú mé, is bocht mo chás, A's go dté tú , a mhuirnín, slán Is minic a bhréag tú mé ar do ghlúin, Ag cur do scéil dom féin in iúl Ach chaill mé thú 's tú mo rún, A's go dté tú, a mhuirn ín, slán Ach cuireadh ar Rí Séamas ruaig A's d'imigh na géanna leis ar luas A's d'imigh mo bhuachaill leo, monuar, A's go dté tú , a mhuirnín, slán O gentle beautiful youth, Broad was your heart and sweet your kiss, Alas that I am not with you forever, And may you go, my love, safely. Chorus: walk, walk, walk, oh love' There's no cure to be had but the cure of death, Since you left me, wretched is my plight, And may you go, my love, safely. Often you beguiled me on your knee Telling me of your life (literally: story) But I lost you and you are my love, And may you go, my love, safely. But King James was routed, And the geese* went with him at speed, And my lad went with them, alas, And may you go, my love, safely. · the 'wild Geese', the Irishmen who were forced to leave Ireland and find employment in the armies of Europe after the failure of the Jacobite cause. This version is from Risteard MacGabhann of Derry, though I don't know if he's the author of the translation and note or if they come from a book. Some of what I gave before are acceptible alternatives, but there's also a bit of error, so use this version.
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Áine Date: 08 Dec 98 - 05:39 PM Phillipa, a chara, Your reference to the anglicized 'Shule Aroon' being sung during an American war is close. It was originally popularized during the American Revolutionary War (and it was also sung during the 'War Between The States' as that particular conflict is referred to here in the South). Buttermilk Hill is located in Jackson County in the State of Illinois. Many veterans of the Revolution are buried there and it is a much revered and visited place. Thank you so much for giving us the words in Irish. You're a wonder and a gem gan praghas! -- Áine |
Subject: Lyr/Tune Add: SHULE ARUN (I WISH I WERE ON YONDER From: Bruce O. Date: 08 Dec 98 - 06:01 PM Where is there a copy of the song or an unmistakeable reference to it before 1800? Can anyone tell me when the Irish first published a text of "Shule Aroon"? An Irish tune seems to be first found in the 9th issue of Stevenson and Moore's 'A Selection of Irish Melodies' (1825), with a very slightly different copy in the 10th issue (1834).
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The earliest reference I've seen to a text is one in Horncastle's 'Music of Ireland', 1844, which I have not seen, although I have the tune from it. There are several versions of our song in JFSS, and the chorus of Horncastle's version is quoted in JFSS #10, 1907, as follows:
Shule, shule, shule aroon,
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The Scottish fragment "Dicky Macphalion" of 1823 (on my website) is the earliest version of the song that seems to be known at present. "Johnny is gone for a soldier" (without music) is on the Levy sheet music site, box 192, item #19. I know nothing about the Baltimore publisher, so can't hazard a guess at the date of publication of it, except it is most likely to be after 1850. I can't see anything in the song that would point to any American hand in this version.
Here is a rather variant version found earlier this year by Jack Campin of Newtongrange, Lothian, in a manuscript of Lady John Scott, which is probably of the 1840's. The tune was poorly noted, and the copy below is Jack Campin's attempt at restoration. I wish I were on yonder hill
Since my love ceased [to] woo
I tracked his footsteps on the moor
My wheel is stopped I'll set it by
The first of the two versions in JFSS #10 also has the absent lover as a false lover who deserted the singer of the song, like in Lady John Scott's version above.
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Áine Date: 08 Dec 98 - 06:08 PM Dear Bruce, I believe that if you contact the Library of Congress in Washington, D.C. they can provide the pre-1800 source you are looking for. Don't forget, at the time of the Revolutionary War, there were very few 'printed' books in the Colonies. However, I do believe that the LoC has a manuscript with this song written on it, and it has also been referenced in modern-day books on the Revolutionary Period as being quoted from letters written between couples separated by the War. - Áine |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Martin Ryan. Date: 09 Dec 98 - 04:21 AM Bruce Hardly unmistakable but... Sparling (1890 or so) quotes Charles Gavin Duffy (mid-19thC) as believing it was probalby relatively contemporary with the WIld Geese incident. Regards p.s. I'll have a look for Horncastle in the Irish Traditional Music Archive when I get a chance. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: mm Date: 09 Dec 98 - 02:04 PM A few other verses are things like:
"And now my love has gone to France (chorus) Siuil, siuil 7rl
I'll dye my petticoat a burning red (If you put in "And now my love has gone to France" in the Search the Digital Tradition box on top right of this page, you might find all the words) |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Philippa Date: 09 Dec 98 - 03:04 PM the above message is superfluous as you'll get those verses if you look up 'Shule aroon' as the first respondent suggested. Of course, now you have some without bothering to search the DT. If my memory is correct, the Buttermilk Hill version is supposed to refer to a battle in Pennsylvania? If that version does date from the American War of Independence rather than from the Civil War, I don't think Illinois would figure. Well, if we keep the thread going, maybe someone will come up with more concrete information. bye for now. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Philippa Date: 22 Feb 99 - 12:12 PM I came back here through a link from a new enquiry about this song. This thread contains Irish Gaelic lyrics which used to appear with accent marks. As with other forum contributions containing diacritical marks, the accented letters have mutated since the recent overhual of the Mudcat computer system. (a/) has become a German letter ‚ (e/) has become T ¡ (i/) appears as an f ¢ (o/) is now an equal sign £ (u/) appears as a dot |
Subject: RE: S£il a R£in / Buttermilk Hilk From: the Doppelganger Date: 22 Feb 99 - 03:13 PM rich r RE: Songs of the Revolutionary War 15-Feb-99 "Buttermilk Hill" aka "Johnny Has Gone For A Soldier" is derived from the Irish song "Shule Aroon" (and several other titles and spellings). Shule Aroon came out of the 1688 Irish rebellion against England that was broken by the English King William of Orange. According to the treaty of Limerick in 1691, Irish rebels could take an oath of allegiance to England or leave Ireland for exile. A majority of the leaders chose exile, many joining the French army to fight against the British, hoping one day to return victorious to Ireland. One of the early verses in Shule Aroon reflected this situation:
Now my love has gone to France
Many of the young Irish men who stayed behind were drafted into the British army. Some were shipped to North America to fight in the French and Indian War in the 1700's. They brought the song with them and adapted it to fit the battles there. Other colonist picked up the plaintive tune and the words became more anglicized as a farewell song for soldiers off to fight for independence in America. The Gaelic refrain became a set of nonsense syllables or disappeared entirely. The song was definitely common during the American Revolution, but has had surges of popularity at other times of national struggle, notably during the American Civil War. |
Subject: Lyr/Tune Add: SHULE AGRAH or JOHNNY HAS GONE... From: Bruce O. Date: 23 Feb 99 - 02:27 AM Shule Agrah, or Johnny has gone for a soldier. [Howe's 'Songs of Ireland', 1864.]
Oh Johnny dear has gone away,
Some say my love is gone to France,
I'll sell my flax, I'll sell my wheel,
I wish I were on yonder hill,
I'll dye my dress, I'll dye it red,
The 'D' under the asterisk has been corrected from an eighth note.
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Following is a traditional version from a Mrs. MacNamara in 'The Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society', XII, p. 27 (1914?, I forgot to copy the date, but this can't be more than a year off.)
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel, I'll dye my petticoat, I'll dye it red;
I wish I were on yonder hill;
It's often I sat on my true love's knee,
I wish I were on the top of a wall--
Following this, on the same page, is given "Si/ubhail a Ghraidh", a translation into Gaelic by Dr. Douglas Hyde of a composite version of "Shule Aroon" said to have been put together by A. P. Graves. It consist of seven verses and chorus. Part of it is given above by Phillipa. I do not know when Grave's or Hyde's versions appeared, but Graves' publications commenced in 1873, and Hyde's in 1888. [O'Donahue, 'The Poets of Ireland']
Fragment from Perthshire, Scotland, in 'A Ballad Book', by C. K. Sharpe, 1824 (without music).
I went to the mill, but the miller was gone
I sold my rock, I sold my reel,
I'll believe that bit about the wild geese origin for "Shule Aroon" and the revolutionary war "Johnny has gone for a soldier" when I see some real evidence for it.
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Subject: Tune Add: SIÚL, A RÚIN From: alison Date: 23 Feb 99 - 02:46 AM Hi, The tune in the database seems to be the one Peter Paul and Mary used...... here's a different one.
MIDI file: SIUILMUD.MID Timebase: 480 Name: Siuil a Ruin This program is worth the effort of learning it. To download the March 10 MIDItext 98 software and get instructions on how to use it click here ABC format: X:1
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Subject: Chords Add: I WISH I WERE ON YONDER HILL From: alison Date: 23 Feb 99 - 02:58 AM Hi, and here are the guitar chords (words taken from the database)Guitar chords in front of the words they fall on....
I Dm wish I C were on Bb yon C der Dm hill
cho: Dm Shule, C shule, Dm shule aroon
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Art Thieme Date: 23 Feb 99 - 11:16 AM Chubby Parker did a great version on a 78 rpm record. He was on the WLS Barndance out of Chicago. In his early life he was a merchant seaman and went all over the world. I did this song on my Folk Legacy LP (still available on cassette. C-105 ON THE WILDERNESS ROAD)
Come and listen to my song
Chorus) Shoo-ri, shoo-ri, shoo-ri roo,
I'm gonna buy me an old gray hoss,
I was down on a South Sea isle,
I've sailed the sea and I've trod the shore,
Dad went out in a Ford machine,
Man came from monkey Darwin said,
Here I sit on Buttermilk Hill,
My true love has gone to France, Art Thieme
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Subject: Lyr Add: SHULE AROON From: Bruce O. Date: 24 Mar 99 - 12:44 PM [From Charles Gavin Duffy, 'The Ballad Poetry of Ireland', (1845) here from the 1869 edition, p. 121.] SHULE AROON
[The date of this ballad is not positively known, but it appears to be
I would I were on yonder hill,
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel,
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red,
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
But now my love has gone to France,
Above is the suggestion that the song was connected to the 'Wild Geese', but with no evidence for it. Last Saturday night I met up with Joe Hickerson, formerly head of the Folklore Archive at the Library of Congress. Not only did he not know of any 18th centrury broadside version of the song at the Library of Congress, he was skeptical that it was sung in the U.S. prior to the Civil War.
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Subject: Lyr Add: PUTNAM'S HILL From: Bruce O. Date: 09 Apr 99 - 02:15 PM Here's a rather distinctive version of "Putnam's Hill", text D, from Mary Eddy's 'Ballads and Song from Ohio', 1939:
My true love has gone to France,
Shul-e, shul-e, shul-a make a rule,
My old daddy was very cross,
My old mother was a very fine man,
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Francy Date: 10 Apr 99 - 12:17 PM Ronnie Gilbert did a fine version. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Siúl a Rúin From: Philippa Date: 18 May 99 - 05:02 AM The title should read "siúl" (to walk or travel) not "súil" (an eye) I'm glad to see that the appearance of the Irish language lyrics (8 Dec 98) with their accent marks has been restored - for the time being at least (I didn't use HTML for the transcription) |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: alison Date: 10 Sep 99 - 03:08 AM Refreshed for O'Laurie.... here's the chorus sort of phonetically... Shule, shule, shule aroon. Shule go sook here agus shule go cuin, Shule go doras agus ay-layg lamb Is go jay to mavourneen slawn. slainte alison |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: radriano Date: 10 Sep 99 - 02:50 PM Alison: In your reply to this thread you posted the melody for Suil a Ruin in ABC, a format I'm pretty familiar with, yet I couldn't get the music to print out. I think the problem is the note length setting but I'm not sure. Since this is somewhat out of Mudcat territory you can e-mail me at: radriano@consrv.ca.gov I'd appreciate any help you can give me on this. Regards, radriano |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: alison Date: 11 Sep 99 - 12:53 AM I can't work ABC... so I can't help... but if you follow the instructions under the red writing you can get a MIDI but seeing as you've sent me an email... I'm sending you a GIF of the tune... slaine alison |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Date: 11 Sep 99 - 10:13 AM Thanks, Alison! Slainte!-O'Laurie |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Siúl a Rúin, Shule aroon, etc From: Philippa Date: 12 Sep 99 - 09:59 AM lots of links This is probably the most comprehensive thread. But there are at least half a dozen others, with various titles and spellings. If you haven't had enough with this thread, the above link should get you to another thread where you'll find lilnks to the other threads and DT versions of the lyrics. By the way, if you write súil instead of siúl, you are writing the Irish word for 'eye' not for 'walk' and it would be pronounced more like "sool" than like "shool". The S only takes an sh pronounciation before the letters i and e. |
Subject: RE: notation and Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: ghamburg@vom.com Date: 12 Sep 99 - 11:05 PM To The person who asked me for the notation to Siuil a ruin I have the GIF please send me your E-Mail address again. Greg |
Subject: Siúl a Rúin &Butternut Hill From: Philippa Date: 21 Sep 99 - 06:48 PM The first American version I heard of Siúl a Rúin was called Buttermilk Hill. In John & Alan Lomax, "Folk Song:USA", 'Johnny has gone for a soldier' commences with the lines, 'Sad I sit on Butternut Hill' I quote from the Lomax notes, which place the version in the American Revolutionary War:"Although Joyce, the Irish collector, identifies 'Shule Aroon' with the period between 1691 and 1745, when the Irish enlisted and fought with the armies of the French, its truly exquisite Irish melody has carried it into every quarter of America. Chanteymen on the clippers sung it at the capstan, lumberjacks had their version for the deacon seat, sodbusters made it over into a play-party tune, Negro children used it as a game song, and an old lady from Waco, Texas, sent it to us as a Cherokee Indian song, believing that her garbled Gaelic refrain was Cherokee. Our present version comes from John Allison, whose family have for generations lived on the west bank of the Hudson near Butternut Hill. One of the Allison family marched with Washington's army and heard the men singing this, the most haunting of American soldier's songs." |
Subject: Butternut vs. Buttermilk From: Allan C. Date: 21 Sep 99 - 07:00 PM I wonder when it stopped being Butternut and changed to Buttermilk? I haven't seen any reference to Buttermilk Hill outside of the PP&M version. Has anyone else? |
Subject: Lyr Add: SHULA AGRAH From: Bruce O. Date: 22 Sep 99 - 04:24 PM Here's a poorly printed and unusual broadside version. I think the printer, Haly, was mostly active in the 2nd quarter of the 19th century.]
Shula Agrah
Oft I roved my garden bowers;
No more am I that blooming maid
For now he's gone to other climes
His eyes were black, his coat was blue
Time can only ease may woe
I wish I was in younder hill
Oft I sat on my love's knee
I'll dye my petticoat, I'll dye it red Time can only ease my woe
Haly, Printer, Cork
It would be nice to have some documentary evidence that some form of the song was earlier than the 19th century, but I haven't seen any yet.
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Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Q Date: 15 Jan 03 - 03:07 PM Adding another version, printed in Cork, that might have made it to North America before the Civil War. Similar to other posted versions, but some differences. Lyr. Add: SHULE AGRAH Oft I roved my garden bowers; To gaze upon fast fading flowers, And think upon past happy hours, That's fled like summer's bloom Shul, Shule, Shule agrah, Time can never end my woe, Since the lad of my heart did go, Gudhe tough, gudhe, tough, slaun No more am I that blooming maid, That used to rove the valley's shade; My youth, my bloom, are both decayed And every charm is gone Shuld, shule, shule, etc. His eyes were black, his coat was blue, His hair was fair, his heart was true, I wish in my heart I was with you Gudhe tough, gude lough, slaun (sic!) Shule, Shule, Shule, etc. The time can only ease my woe Since the lad of my heart from me did go Uska dhe, uska dhe, mavourneen slaun, I'll sell my rack, I'll sell my reel When my flax is out I'll sell my wheel, To buy my love a sword and shield, Gudhe tough, gudhe tough, etc. I wish I was in younder hill, It's there I'd sit and cry my fill, That every tear would turn a mill Gudhe tough, gudhe tough slaun, Shule, shule, shule, etc. Oh I sat on my love's knee Many a fond story he told to me He said many things that ne'er will be Gudhe tough, Gudhe tough, etc. I'll dye my petticoat, I'ss dye it red, That round the world I may beg my bread, And then my parents would wish me dead Gudhe tough, Gudhe tough slaun Shule, shule, shule, etc. Time can only ease my woe Since the lad of my heart from me did go Uske dhe, uske dhe, mavourneen slaun. Bodleian Collection, Harding B26(602), 18--, printer Haly, Cork. Note: spelling left as printed. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Q Date: 15 Jan 03 - 05:25 PM Lyr. Add: SHULEAGRA, Most Admire'd Parridy on There is none but the powers above, Can tell how I esteem my love, He was as mild just as the dove, Cuththeethuvorneen slawn, Chorus: Gone, gone, he is gone agrah, My heart for him is greiveing sore, Since he has left the Irish-shore Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn, am an heires and is my joy, (?) (sic!) With truth I love my blackhair'd boy, his absence does me sore anoy, Cuththeethuvorneen slawn, To beg for him I'd feel no shame But now on Rusia's crimson plains, I fear my darling he lies slain, Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn Its stormy winds now keeps me heare, Or eis I would pursue my dear, But after him I will shure'y steer, Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn, Its true indeed here I must stay, Until I see the harvest day, When fragant flowers the will be gay, Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn, No roaring billows then I'd fear, For him I'd sail of far and near, Dead or alive I love my dear, Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn, I see no fault in all my dear, He was noble virtues mild and fair, For him I's shed a many a tear, Oh cuthhtheethuvorneen slawn, I'll (?) never will deny my dear, found him constant as the dove, Come send him back you powers above, Oh cuththeethuvorneen slawn, There may have been more- thank the "powers above" that it is lost. Spellings not changed. Bodleian, Ballads Catalogue, Harding B26(497), printed by P. Brereton, Dublin, ca. 1867. The reference to "Rusia" suggests the 1850s and the Crimean War. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Q Date: 15 Jan 03 - 06:15 PM Yikes! I duplicated BruceO's post. Sound asleep I guess. Please remove the one that is a duplicate, but leave the "parridy." |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: dick greenhaus Date: 16 Jan 03 - 11:03 AM This song may hold the record for most-mutilated Gaelic. A version collected in Wisconson goes (similar to what Art posted) I'll sell my hat and sell my coat To buy my wife a little boat And down the river we will float Come bibble in the lush-eye-lor-rie. |
Subject: Lyr Add: Shuile Agra From: Felipa Date: 12 Apr 03 - 07:03 AM The following is published in Seán McMahon,The Poolbeg Book of Irish Ballads. Dublin: Poolbeg, 1991. The second verse is similar to the Irish language verse "Is minic a bhréag tú mé ar do ghlúin, ..." Seán's a man I don't meet everyday, but he doesn't live far from me, so maybe someday I'll question him about the source of this version. The words are very similar to a broadside version, Shula Agrah,published by Haly (19th century), which Bruce O. contributed to Mudcat 22 Sept 1999. McMahon's notes: "Eighteenth-century ballad associated with service in Europrean armies with residual Irish in the title and the first and last lines of the refrain. There are many versions since it is easily adaptable to particular places - the Brandon Hill named here is often changed. The title means literally, "Walk, love." and the almost buried [ie, corrupted] Irish of the last lines means, "May my darling travel safely." SHUILE AGRA [note, stress the second syllable in Agra] Anonymous As I roved through my new garden bowers, To gaze upon the fast fading flowers, And think upon the happiest hours That fled in the Summer's bloom. chorus Shuile, shuile, shuile agra, Time alone can ease my woe; Since the lad of my heart from me did go Gotheen mavourneen slaun. 'Tis often I sat on my true-lover's knee And many a fond story he told me. He told me things that ne'er should be. Gotheen mavourneen slaun. I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel, When flax is spun I'll sell my wheel, To buy my love a sword of steel, Gotheen mavourneen slaun. I'll dye my petticoat, I'll die it red And round the world I'll beg my bread, That all my friends should wish me dead. Gotheen mavourneen slaun. I wish I were on Brandon Hill 'Tis there I'll sit and cry my fill, That every tear would turn a mill Gotheen mavourneen slaun. No more am I that blooming maid That used to rove the valley shade, My youth and bloom are all decayed, Gotheen mavourneen slaun. Shuile, shuile, shuile agra, Time alone can ease my woe; Since the lad of my heart from me did go Gotheen mavourneen slaun. ----- I saw a 1995 message in IrTrad-L from Breandán Dalton in which he tells of Siúl a Rúin being sung in Scotland: "It was first made popular in Scotland during the Jacobite rebellion by Irish kerns fighting for Charles, and it gets a namecheck in [Robert Louis Stevenson's] novel 'The master of Ballintrae'." Bruce O. also gives a Scottish version in this thread Can anyone verify & quote The Master of Ballantrae citation? |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Jim McLean Date: 12 Apr 03 - 09:26 AM From 'persecutions endured by Mr Henry.....The Master of Ballantrae'. He cocked his hat at me, as if I had been to blame for this partiality; then changed again into his usual swaggering civility, shook me by the hand, and set off down to the boat, with the money under his arms, and whistling as he went the pathetic air of shule aroon. It was the first time I had heard that tune; I was to hear it again, words and all, as you shall learn, but I remember how that little stave of it ran in my head after the freetraders had bade him "Wheesht, in the deil's name," and the grating of the oars had taken its place, and I stood and watched the dawn creeping on the sea, and the boat drawing away, and the lugger lying with her foresail backed awaiting it. Jim McLean |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Jim McLean Date: 12 Apr 03 - 09:48 AM ......From that hour, at least, began the siege of Mrs. Henry; a thing so deftly carried on that I scarce know if she was aware of it herself, and that her husband must look on in silence. The first parallel was opened (as was made to appear) by accident. The talk fell, as it did often, on the exiles in France; so it glided to the matter of their songs. "There is one," says the Master, "if you are curious in these matters, that has always seemed to me very moving. The poetry is harsh; and yet, perhaps because of my situation, it has always found the way to my heart. It is supposed to be sung, I should tell you, by an exile's sweetheart; and represents perhaps, not so much the truth of what she is thinking, as the truth of what he hopes of her, poor soul! in these far lands." And here the Master sighed, "I protest it is a pathetic sight when a score of rough Irish, all common sentinels, get to this song; and you may see, by their falling tears, how it strikes home to them. It goes thus, father," says he, very adroitly taking my lord for his listener, "and if I cannot get to the end of it, you must think it is a common case with us exiles." And thereupon he struck up the same air as I had heard the Colonel whistle; but now to words, rustic indeed, yet most pathetically setting forth a poor girl's aspirations for an exiled lover; of which one verse indeed (or something like it) still sticks by me:— O, I will dye my petticoat red, With my dear boy I'll beg my bread, Though all my friends should wish me dead, For Willie among the rushes, O! He sang it well, even as a song; but he did better yet a performer. I have heard famous actors, when there was not a dry eye in the Edinburgh theatre; a great wonder to behold; but no more wonderful than how the Master played upon that little ballad, and on those who heard him, like an instrument, and seemed now upon the point of failing, and now to conquer his distress, so that words and music seemed to pour out of his own heart and his own past, and to be aimed directly at Mrs. Henry. Jim McLean |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Peter T. Date: 12 Apr 03 - 11:00 AM What a pleasant thing to read some Stevenson (what a weird novel that was!). yours, Peter T. |
Subject: RE: Siúl a Rúin From: Felipa Date: 12 Apr 03 - 01:54 PM excellent, míle buíochas - mòran taing - 1000 thank-yous to Jim |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Alessandra Date: 21 Nov 03 - 07:41 AM Hello everybody. I'm writing from Italy and hope you will excuse me if I make some mistake in writing here. I've just known this wonderful song and... could anyone tell me what's the meaning of these verses (and the correct spelling, if possible)? chorus: Siúl,Siúl,Siúl a ghrá Níl leigheas ar fáil ach leigheas an bháis Ó d'fhag tú mise is bocht mo chás Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán Many thanks |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Martin Ryan Date: 21 Nov 03 - 08:06 AM I think there's a translation on another thread, but here's a quick version: Walk, walk, walk my love there is no cure but death Since you left, my lot is sad May you go safely, my love. Regards |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST, Could someone please translate the chorus? Date: 05 Dec 03 - 11:53 AM "Siúl,Siúl,Siúl, a rúin Siúl go socair agus siúl go ciúin Siúl go doras Agus ealaigh liom Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán..." That would be awesome If somone could translate that for me! You can e-mail me at AingealNaMara@mac.com -Kate Doherty |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Philippa Date: 05 Dec 03 - 05:08 PM walk quietly my love, walk to the door and come away with me, and may you go safely, my love. Alessandra, see 8 Dec 98 message #2 from Philippa, above Martin said "I think there's a translation on another thread" ; maybe but there's one here! |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Martin Ryan Date: 05 Dec 03 - 05:11 PM Philippa Either the elves have been at work merging threads again or I'm away with the fairies! Regards |
Subject: Lyr Add: JOHNNY IS GONE FOR A SOLDIER From: Jim Dixon Date: 25 Jan 04 - 01:59 AM Copied from The Library of Congress American Memory Collection: (H. De Marsan, Publisher, No. 54 Chatham Street, N. Y. [no date]) JOHNNY IS GONE FOR A SOLDIER I'll trace these gardens o'er and o'er, Meditate on each sweet flower, Thinking of each happy hour. Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. CHORUS: Shool, shool, shool, agrah! Time can only ease my woe, Since the lad of my heart from me did go. Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. Some say my love is gone to France, There his fortune to advance, And if I find him it's but a chance, Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. CHORUS I'll sell my frock. I'll sell my wheel. I'll buy my love a sword of steel, So in the battle he may reel, Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. CHORUS I wish I was on yonder hill. It's there I'd sit and cry my fill, So every tear my turn a mill, Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. CHORUS I'll dye my dress. I'll dye it red. All over the world I'll beg my bread, So my parents may think me dead. Oh, Johnny is gone for a soldier. CHORUS |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST Date: 03 Apr 04 - 03:31 PM hmm, I have a translation of the chorus as; Come, come, come, O love Quickly come to me, softly move; Come to the door, and away we'll flee, And safe for aye may my darling be. This would mean that at the end of every verse the last line of the chorus is sung-or at least in the versions I know of. Does anyone have sheet music or at least some form of the tune of Siuil a Run? I have all the versions of lyrics I'll ever need, but I haven't been able to find any sheet music with the tune on it for voice. Any help on finding an Irish songbook with Siuil a Run in it would be wonderful. My email is skydragon54@earthlink.net |
Subject: RE: tune wanted: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST Date: 03 Apr 04 - 04:24 PM for "some form of the tune", listen to the Mudcat midis, links at the top of the page (assuming they are working) |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: Noreen Date: 04 Apr 04 - 04:22 PM GUEST, what you have there is not a translation of the chorus, but is a composed chorus based on the translation (provided above by Philippa). |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST Date: 09 Apr 04 - 06:27 PM I'm sorry Noreen. No hard feelings at all whatsoever and thank you for the polite correction.(=! I got the composed chorus on a site which listed it as the translation & although I realized that the Irish text wouldn't translate perfectly in that manner, I figured it would work to make sure people didn't think I was singing gibberish for the chorus. |
Subject: RE: Lyrics: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST,Fionnghaile Nic Chroice Date: 19 Jul 04 - 04:15 PM Dia duit gach cailin agus buachaill, Sin an darna lesh go mach gus go mhaill me mall na deireadh leitir, Suil a Ruin de Clannad go blasta agus Maire go iontach maith, Slan anois, Fionnghaile |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Suil a Ruin From: GUEST Date: 28 Jul 04 - 01:00 PM |
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