14 Jan 00 - 06:30 AM (#162662) Subject: Lyr Add: THE BANKS OF SWEET PRIMROSES ^^ From: Alan of Australia G'day, From the Penguin Book Of English Folk Songs, Ed Pellow's submission of the tune of The Banks Of Sweet Primroses can be found here.
The Banks Of Sweet Primroses
As I walked out one midsummer's morning,
I said: 'Fair maid, where can you be a-going,
'Stand otf, stand off, thou false deceiver!
'Now I'll go down to some lonesome valley,
Previous song: The Banks of Newfoundland.
Cheers, |
15 Jan 00 - 03:43 PM (#163428) Subject: RE: Lyr & Tune add: Banks of Sweet Primroses From: Tim Salt Alan Thanks for this posting. I've been intending to transcribe this off Tony Roses's most recent CD "Bare Bones" for months (which is brilliant by the way and has a great version of Banks of Green Willow on it) so this will save me a bit of time. How did you get hold of the Penguin Book of Folksongs? I've been trying to get a copy for ages without success so assumed it's out of print. In the meantime thanks for all the truely great songs you have been posting from it. Tim |
15 Jan 00 - 06:05 PM (#163517) Subject: RE: Lyr & Tune add: Banks of Sweet Primroses From: Alan of Australia G'day Tim, I bought mine new from a Sydney shop called 'Folkways' years ago. It's a 1980 reprinting. It looks a lot older now though.
Cheers, |
10 May 10 - 03:40 PM (#2903944) Subject: RE: Lyr/Tune Add: Banks of Sweet Primroses From: Jim Dixon From England Not Dead; And, Turk and Briton; also containing Scenes of Cumberland By John Malone Dagnall (London: published by the author, 1878), page 60: [These lines are quoted in a much longer poem, "Scenes of Cumberland."] As I walk'd out one summer's morning, To view the fields and take the air, Down by the banks of the sweet primroses, There I beheld a most lovely fair. Three long steps I took up to her, Not knowing her as she passed by. I stepped up to her, thinking to view her. She appeared to me so modest, shy. I said, "Fair maid, where are you going? Oh, tell me dear the cause of your grief. 'Twill make you as happy as any lady. Afford your heart no small relief." "Stand off! Stand off! You are deceitful. You are deceitful, it is plain. The cause enough to make me wander. You can no comfort give. 'tis all in vain. "I'll go down in some lonely valley. No man on earth shall e'er me find, Where pretty birds shall change their voices, And zephyrs turn to boisterous wind. "Come all you maidens who go a-courting, Pray give your attention to what I say, For there's many a dark and cloudy morning, Turns out to be a sunshiny day." |
10 May 10 - 03:48 PM (#2903956) Subject: Lyr Add: THE BANKS OF THE SWEET PRIMROSES From: Jim Dixon From A Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect by William Henry Long (London: Reeves & Turner, 1886), page 127: THE BANKS OF THE SWEET PRIMROSES. As I walked out one Midsummer morning To view the fields and to take the air, Down by the banks of the sweet primroses, There I beheld a most lovely fair. "Twas three long steps I took up to her, Not knowing her as she passed me by; I stepped up to her, thinking to view her, She seemed to me like some virtuous bride. Said I, "Fair maid, where are you going? And what is the reason of all your grief? I will make you as happy as any lady, If you will let me give you relief." "Stand off! Stand off! You are deceivers, You are a false and deluding man; 'Twas you that caused my poor heart to wander, And to give me comfort is all in vain. "I will go down in some lonesome valley, Where no man on earth shall there me find, Where the pretty little small birds do hush their voices; And drown my sighs in the blustering wind." |