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Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?

03 Aug 19 - 12:47 AM (#4003099)
Subject: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Joe Offer

So, Robert Rodriquez is looking for a song called "The Ballad of Jesuit Mont" (maybe mount), and he says it has to do with cannibalism. He heard in on an old LP. I think he said the singer was Jamie McNemenie, and the record label was Noctai. I got this request by voice mail, so I couldn't get clarification.
Anybody know of the song, the singer, or the record label?
I'm stumped.
Thanks.
-Joe-

03 Aug 19 - 10:25 AM (#4003127)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,Martin Ryan

Not what you're looking for but Hey - why miss a chance to knock a Jesuit! ...

Click here

Regards

A Full Description of these Times; Or The
Prince of ORANGE's March
from EXETER to LONDON; And Father PETERS and the rest of the Jesuites put to flight.
The Pope and Jesuites are undone,
They could not England overcome
To bring it into Popery,
Though very boldly they did try;
Until a Prince came o're the Main,
And blasted all that they had done;
And now there is no more to be sed,
They run all away and hide their heads
Tune of, Packingtons Pound, Countrey Farmer, Or, Digby's Farwel.

NOw let all true Protestants ever Rejoyce,

And render thanksgiving with heart and with voice,

The Brave Prince of Orange has been our best friend,

And Routed all Popery out of the Land,

The blessing of God be upon him I say,

And let every Protestant heartily pray,

That would take upon him to do that great work,

Now a Figg for the Devil the Pope and the Turk.

Now, now the true Church it will flourish again,

In England there will be no cause to complain,

The Brave Prince of Orang he takes such great care,

Secures all the Passages every where;

He'l have no Idolitry us'd in this Land,

For the Gospel of Christ he will ever more stand,

Let Pope and the Jesuits stay all at Rome,

[He] will not allow them in England to come.

They have us tormented this three or four year,

Since this course of Rome did in England appear;

But now they are gone to the Pope to Complain,

If they can pass safely but over the Main;

Our Protestant Ships they may be in their way,

They'l ask them some Questions, and cause them to stay;

They may be prevented from seeing the Pope,

And Tyburn may Nooze them at last in a Rope.

The fair Londons Tower the Prince doth Command,

And all the Sea-Ports that in England doth stand;

Now he is in London with his Noble Train,

The Bells they did trowl it again and again;

The Bone-fires did blaze, and the People rejoyce,

For joy of this Prince they did strain up their voice:

The Lord he did bless him along in his way,

To save and secure our Religion this day.

This Protestant Army that came with the Prince,

The Lord gives a Blessing to them ever since:

The Catholick Irish are put to the Rout,

And brave English Men they do Hallow and Shout:

The Prince his own Soldiers are Men of Renown,

And they are made much on in every Town:

Let all English People then evermore pray,

The Lord he may bless them by Night and by Day.

They pay all their Quarters most honest and brave,

They charge not the Country for ought that they have;

This Army with God it is blest to be sure,

And that Prince their Leader, may with them endure:

God grant him long life the true Church to maintain:

And true Government be in England again,

For the Popes a deciever and Jesuites too,

In Pardoning of sins is more then they can do.

The Irish Bravadoes did fight it is said,

But our English Souldiers away from them fled;

They said they'd fight in our Religions defence,

And so they marched away to the Prince,

And sed for the Church of England they'd stand,

As long as they could hold a Sword in their hand;

They'll not be drawn in for to fight the Popes Cause,

Against their Religion the Church and the Laws.

And now a free Parliament's that we do crave,

For the Prince and the Nobles they say we shall have,

To se[t]tle the Laws, and will give all content,

It cannot be done but by a Parliament:

Then every poor man will be kept in supply,

It will fill all the Nation with Mirth and with Joy;

Then a fig for the Jesuits and Pope of Rome,

That has lost there Mass-houses in England so soon.

When the Laws are well settled, and peace does remain,

In England we shall have brave trading again;

Our religion's secur'd, and the Church is set free,

It will be a great comfort for all men to see,

That the Gospel may flourish and have its full course,

And not be indangered by the French Force,

And the true Church of England to stand its own [ground,]

That the Gospel of Christ my have its full sound.

FINIS.

Printed for A. B.

03 Aug 19 - 10:28 AM (#4003128)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,Martin Ryan

And another from the same source...

Click here

Regards

The Protestant Court of England:
OR, THE
Joyful Coronation of K. William III. and Q. Mary II.
Setting Forth
The English, Welsh, Scots, and Dutch-Man's Defiance of the Common Enemy, and
Disturber of this Protestant Kingdom, the JESUITE; with the Irish-Man's and Monsieur's
[Ro]mish Vindication of Him. The Tune of, The Pudding.

English-man.

COme Gallants, let's tender

Those Hearts we surrender

At the blest Coronation of our Faiths great Defender,

Now Glory shall Rule:

No more Popish Edge-tool;

Thank Heav'n, of a knave we've at last made a Fool,

of a Jesuit.

Who but they and their Crew

Poor James could undo,

And lose him his Honour and Diadem too;

By Petres false measure,

Th' unfortunate Caesar,

Turn'd (alas) out a grazing, like Nebuchadnezzar,

by the Jesuit.

With you Chancellor false Steward,

Romes Scholar so toward,

Your Castlemain Nuncio & your Cardinal Howard,

You have out-done the shot

Of your Gunpowder Plot,

And blown up the credulous James; have ye not?

ye false Jesuit.

Our Freedoms and Charters

Were the first of your Martyrs,

For Rome had begun to take up her head Quarters

Her Vengeance to wreak,

All Faith we must break,

For Law, Oaths, & Gospel are all Bonds too weak

for a Jesuit.

Taffy.

A Shesuit, that Sheater,

Rogue, Villain, and Traytor:

By the flesh of her pones, her Welsh plood rises at her;

Very fine, Shemle folks,

A Welsh Heir, with a pox,

Was her get a Prince in a Shugglers Box?

Cunning Shesuit.

Has her forehead no blush on

Such Prosbects to push on,

As was raise her Welsh Heir to Three Crowns from a Cushion

To who, splutternalls,

Does her tell her sham Tales?

Has her none to put trick on but her Nation of Wales,

Roguy Shesuit?

Oh! to pay her old score,

Had her Son of a Whore

On a Ladder as high her ow[n] Penmenmour

Was her once but [tr]uss'd up,

Till Her cut the Rope,

Her might hang there till doomsday, her self & her Pope

for a Shesuit.

Sawny.

THe Pope that saw Turk,

So [sleely] at [wo]rk,

With aw his faw [i]mps to pull down the [K]irk,

Now the Mange, our Scotch plague,

On that Scarlet Whore-Hag,

And Deel split the wem, the luggs, and the crag

of the Jesuit.

For awd Jemmy's sad folly,

With J[u]ggy and Dolly

He dance a Scotch Jig for bonny WILLY and MOLLY;

With Jockey and Sawny,

Aw lads teugh and brawny,

Weese drub the faw face, aw black, blew, & tawny,

of the Jesuit.

Monsieur.

O De Rogue English trick!

Dat de poor Catolick

Shou'd be kick, knock, & tump, and run down to Old Nick.

But Begar, de Vengeance

Of my Ma'ter of France

Sall lead English Heretick dog a French Dance,

for de Jesuit.

Sall Lewis sit still?

Vat fool, tink he will,

When old Jame and he so long piss in a Quill?

No, Bourgre Garsoon,

With Monsieur Dagroon,

Begar we come o're, and fight blood and woon

for de Jesuit.

Dough Jemmy Monsier,

(Pox taka Myn-heer)

Has losta de Crewn of de damn Angletere;

In Eerland, brave boy,

With Vive le Roy

We crewn him agin a new Monarch dear-joy,

for de Jesuit.

Teague.

Bub a boo! Bub! oh hone!

The Broder of the son,

And de Shild of mee Moder de poor Teague undone!

Pull down Mass-house and Altar,

And burn Virgin Psalter,

And make hang upon Priest, and no friend cut de Halter

of poor Jesuit.

When Teague first came o're

To de Engeland shore,

Wid 6, 7, 8 Tousand Irish Lads, all and more:

Teague was promist good Fashion,

Great Estate in de Nation,

Wid all London in his pocket, upon mee shaul washion

by de Jesuit.

But when de Bore Dutch,

Get Teague in his clutch,

Stead of make great estate, & Chrees knows what much

Damn'd Heretick Dogue

Made Teague a poor Rogue,

Turn'd him home to make starve widout shoe or broge;

for de Jesuit.

But I'le beg Captains Plaash

Of de sweet Eyes and Faash

Of mee De r-joy Tyrconnel his Majesties Graash;

And fight like a Hero,

By mee shoul a Mack-Nero,

Cut Troat for Shaint Patrick, and sing Lilli burlero

for de Jesuit.

Hym-heer.

HOld cut-weason Skellom,

And let Myn-heer tell om,

For Englond's great Hogan & Megan Lord Willom

And the dear English-mons,

Their Church, Laws, and Londs,

Van Dutch-londers fight with all hoarts & honds,

'gainst the Jesuit,

English-man.

Say'st thou so, Friend Myn-heer?

Then adieu to all fear,

France, Ireland, Pope, Devil, come all if you dare,

Come Lads, let's be jogging,

The French Ears want lugging,

And Teague, and Tyrconnel's false Hide must have floggin[g]

Farewel Jesute

Licensed and Entred According to Order.
Printed for A. Milbourn in Green-Arbour-Court in the Little-Old-Baily.

03 Aug 19 - 10:37 AM (#4003129)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Joe Offer

Great stuff, Martin - but it doesn't have any cannibalism in it. so, back to the original question, does anybody know "Jesuit mont"?
But I do always enjoy a good digression.
Joe

03 Aug 19 - 10:51 AM (#4003131)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,Starship

"Anybody know of the song, the singer, or the record label?" No to all three questions. Is the 'song' on new or old vinyl? (As in could it be some sort of 'death metal' rendering.)

03 Aug 19 - 12:48 PM (#4003150)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,kenny

Jamie McMenemy recorded it with "Kornog", their first LP record.

03 Aug 19 - 12:51 PM (#4003151)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,kenny

I remember hearing the band play it at the Lorient festival in Britanny in 1986. Jamie introduced it in fluent French - he lived in Britanny for a good few years - as " une histoire assez horrible". I can't remember the whole story, but somebody ends up in a pie - that would be your "cannibalism". I may well have a recording of it somewhere, I don't know if "Kornog's" first recording ever made it onto CD. May be worth checking "iTunes".
Regards, Kenny

03 Aug 19 - 12:55 PM (#4003152)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,kenny

Just looked - their version can be downloaded through "iTunes". Best of luck with getting the lyrics, though. Jamie has a strong Scottish accent, and it is sung quite fast. If you need help, get back to me and I'll do my best.

03 Aug 19 - 01:36 PM (#4003154)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,Starship

Shot in the dark here: is this it? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vr24SNn_xZM

03 Aug 19 - 01:39 PM (#4003156)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: GUEST,kenny

Yes, that's it.

03 Aug 19 - 02:05 PM (#4003159)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

(Mudcat hang on my first attempt to post this)

The title is Jesuitmont (one word!, though in my recording he pronounces it as Jesuitmount) and you can find a recording with lyrics on youtube: Kornog - Jesuitmont. There are some errors in the lyrics given there, so here's my transcription from the album Kornog - Premiere: Music From Brittany

Mick

JESUITMONT
(Jamie McMenemy / Traditional)

There lived a knight in Jesuitmont
A huntin' he did ride;
His footmen all attending him,
And his horsemen by his side.

And they found out in Jesuitmont
A pleasant sport to play;
His lady goes exceeding fine,
To hear the lasses pray.

  Instrumental

An' she's called on her daughter Anne,
To come tae her with speed;
to go and tell the master cook
To dress the dinner straight.

To go her message for to tell,
Young Annie feared nae ill;
She has gone to the master cook,
The message for to tell.

Ye maun dress the dow, the dow,
That fair and milk-white dow;
That in the parlour shines so fair,
There's nane so fair to show.

Here is a penknife in my hand,
To reive thee of thy life;
For thou'rt the dow that I maun dress
Unto your fathers wife.

  Instrumental

Up then spoke the kitchie boy,
An' he spoke loud an' high;
"Save, O save fair Annie's life,
An' bake me in your pie."

"No I'll not save fair Annie's life,
No not for such as thee, O;
And if thou divulge this lady's life,
Thy butcher I will be, O."

When day was done and night was come,
And they were all at dinner
He's called on his daughter Ann,
To come and carve his dinner.

Up he rose and away he goes,
An angry man was he, O;
"One bit o' meat I will not eat,
Till I fair Annie see, O."

  Instrumental

Up then spoke the kitchie boy,
An' he spoke loud an' high;
"An ye wad your fair Annie see,
Ye maun break up* the pie."    (*out?)

Her meat it was a' minced sma'
An' forced by the fire'.
An' curs-ed be her ill stepmother,
For it was her desire.

This knight he is all clad in black
For his Annie's sake;
An' he has caused the ill stepma
To be burnt at the stake.

An' he has caused the master cook,
In boilin' lead to stand;
And he has made the kitchie boy
The heir o' a' his land.

  Instrumental

Source: Kornog - Premiere: Music From Brittany

03 Aug 19 - 05:47 PM (#4003179)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Joe Offer

Aw, gee, you guys are great!
What part of it is traditional, Mick? The lyrics?
Joe

03 Aug 19 - 06:43 PM (#4003193)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

The lyrics are traditional Joe.

Child refers to them in a footnote to Lady Diamond (No.269):

Though perhaps absolutely the silliest ballad that ever was made, and very far from silly sooth, the broadside was traditionally propagated in Scotland without so much change as is usual in such cases: 'There lived a knight in Jesuitmont' Scotch Ballads Material for Border Minstrelsy, No 22e, Abbotsford ...(other refs - MCP).

The title here is The Lady Isabella's Tragedy. There's a 95 line version in Percy's Reliques. I haven't time now, but I'll dig up a digital copy to post tomorrow.

Mick

03 Aug 19 - 06:44 PM (#4003194)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

96 line version!.

Mick

03 Aug 19 - 06:49 PM (#4003196)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

Lady Isabella's Tragedy - Roud 3853 (41 entries)

Mick

04 Aug 19 - 05:42 AM (#4003250)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

Here's a version of Lady Isabella's Tragedy from Pills that I have immediately to hand.

Mick

THE LADY ISABELLA'S TRAGEDY

THE LADY ISABELLA'S TRAGEDY: Or,
Step-Mother s Cruelty. To the foregoing
Tune.

THere was a Lord of worthy Fame,
And a Hunting he would ride,
Attended by a noble Train,
Of Gentry on each side.

And whilst he did in Chace remain,
To see both Sport and Play ;
His Lady went as she did feign,
Unto the Church to pray.

This Lord he had a Daughter Fair,
Whose Beauty shin'd so bright ;
She was belov'd both far and near,
Of many a Lord and Knight.

Fair Isabella was she call'd,
A Creature Fair was she ;
She was her Father's only Joy,
As you shall after see.

But yet her Cruel Step-Mother,
Did Envy her so much ;
That Day by Day she sought her Life,
Her Malice it was such.

She bargain'd with the Master-Cook,
To take her Life away ;
And taking of her Daughter's Book,
She thus to her did say.

Go home, sweet Daughter, I thee pray.
Go hasten presently ;
And tell unto the Master-Cook,
These Words which I tell thee.

And bid him dress to Dinner straight,
That fair and milk-white Doe ;
That in the Park doth shine so bright,.
There's none so fair to show.

This Lady fearing of no harm,
Obey'd her Mother's Will ;
And presently she hasted home,
Her Mind for to fulfil.

She straight into the Kitchin went,
Her Message for to tell,
And there the Master-Cook she spy'd,
Who did with Malice swell.

Now Master-Cook it must be so,
Do that which I thee tell ;
You needs must dress the milk-white Doe,
Which you do know full well.

Then straight his cruel bloody Hands,
He on the Lady laid ;
Who quivering and shaking stands,
While thus to her he said :

Thou art the Doe that I must dress,
See here, behold my Knife ;
For it is Pointed presently,
To rid thee of thy Life.

O then cry'd out the Scullion Boy,
As loud as loud might be ;
O save her Life, good Master-Cook,
And make your Pies of me ?

For pity sake do not destroy
My Lady with your Knife ;
You know she is her Father's Joy,
For Christ's sake save her Life.

I will not save her Life he said,
Nor make my Pies of thee ;
Yet if thou dost this Deed betray,
Thy Butcher I will be ;

Now when this Lord he did come home,
For to sit down to Meat ;
He called for his Daughter dear,
To come and carve his Meat.

Now sit you down, his Lady said,
O sit you down to Meat ;
Into some Nunnery she's gone,
Your Daughter dear forget.

Then solemnly he made a Vow,
Before the Company ;
That he would neither eat nor drink,
Until he did her see.

then bespoke the Scullion Boy,
With a loud Voice so high ;
If that you will your Daughter see
My Lord cut up the Pye.

Wherein her Flesh is minced small
And parched with the Fire ;
All caused by her Step-Mother,
Who did her Death desire.

And cursed be the Master-Cook,
O cursed may he be !
1 proffer'd him my own Heart's Blood,
From Death to set her free.

Then all in Black this Lord did Mourn,
And for his Daughter's sake ;
He judged for her Step-Mother,
To be burnt at a Stake.

Likewise he judg'd the Master-Cook,
In boyling Lead to stand ;
He made the simple Scullion Boy,
The Heir to all his Land.

Source: D'Urfey - Wit and Mirth or Pills To Purge Melancholy, 1959 reprint of 1876 reprint of 1719-1720, V, pp53-55

The foregoing tune was for Of King HENRY the $th ; his Victory over
the French at Agencourt. (p49)

04 Aug 19 - 05:47 AM (#4003251)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

There are broadside copies at Bodleian and EBBA

Mick

04 Aug 19 - 08:05 AM (#4003261)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

More from Child's footnote to Lady Diamond:

The tragedy is said to be localised at Radcliffe, Lancashire, followed by references to Harland, Ballads and Songs of Lancashire, where you can find The Radcliffe Tragedy of "Fair Ellen", which gives the story and a copy of the ballad and Roby: Traditions of Lancashire, which also gives the story and the ballad.

Harland mentions a version of the song to be sung to the tune of The Lady's Fall. There are several references to this tune in Simpson BBBM, see especially the entry for In Peascod Time (which might be the tune - I'm skimming at the moment!). Simpson does say in that entry that Lady Isabella's Tragedy names the tune as "Fair Rosamond, Or, Chivy Chase" on early editions and as "The Ladies Fall" on a great many editions after about 1675. Of the Pills' tune he says has affinities with "The children in the wood" in the opening bars, but is otherwise a version of "Chevy Chase". Since the ballads "Fair Rosamond" and "Chevy Chase" were both sung to the tune of "Flying Fame", we have here one of many examples of confusion surrounding these several tune names. The broadsides of "Lady Isabella's Tragedy" suggest a shift from "Flying Fame" to "The Lady's Fall", but the Pills music leaves us on uncertain ground

I haven't located a Jesuitmont version yet.

Mick

04 Aug 19 - 11:36 AM (#4003309)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Joe Offer

I was going to say that I may never eat meat pies again. however, I'm in Nebraska and I have fallen in love with a local delicacy called runzas, pierogis with a Nebraska flair. What, I wonder, is that distinctive flavor? Nebraska farm girls?

04 Aug 19 - 04:31 PM (#4003353)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mrrzy

I realize this is an aside, but Americans say CANibalism and the Brits say caNIBBLEism which we Americans find hysterical. Nibbling indeed.

04 Aug 19 - 05:23 PM (#4003362)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mick Pearce (MCP)

Never heard anyone use that pronunciation in UK Mrzzy!

Mick

04 Aug 19 - 07:08 PM (#4003376)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Ballad of Jesuit Mont - cannibalism?
From: Mrrzy

It was a BBC documentary about WWII. They were being serious and I kept losing it. Felt bad...