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30 Jan 00 - 08:41 PM (#170706) Subject: rising of the moon- different words From: GUEST,Allan S. Does anyone know the name and the rest of the words to this song sung to the tune of the Irish song The Rising of the Moon? As down the hill I went one morn, A lovely maid I spied. Her hair was bright as the dew that fell All in some velvet ----? CHORUS: “And where go ye, fair maid?” said I. She raised her eyes of blue And smiled and said, “The boy I wed I’m to meet in the foggy dew.” |
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30 Jan 00 - 09:17 PM (#170717) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: Sorcha It' very similar to "The Foggy Dew" which is in the DT |
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30 Jan 00 - 11:17 PM (#170786) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: Amos "Rising of the Moon", traditionally, has the context of rebellion, conspiracy and the use of pikes to restore Irish freedom. This may be an earlier iteration of the same tune (tunes do that often enough!) but are you sur eit is called the "Rising of the Moon"? The only non-militant reference tot he "Rising of the Moon" that I am aware of is the first Pickle song in the Mudcat Songbook, called "Your Pickle Glows At Night", q.v.. But it's not about a maiden, anyway so it can't be the same thing !! A. |
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31 Jan 00 - 09:35 AM (#170966) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: GUEST,Allan S I know the song, THE RISING OF THE MOON, Pikes and all. This is the same tune though. Other verses as follows: Go hide your blooms, ye roses red, and droop, ye lilies fair, For ye must fade this very day before a maid so fair. I said, “Fair maid, will ye be my bride?” (rest missing) As down the hill I went one morn, a-singing I did go. As down the hill I went one morn, the answer sweet and low: “Yes, I will be your own sweet bride, and I know that you'll be true.” Then inside my arms, all her charms were hidden from the foggy dew. Any ideas on this one? |
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31 Jan 00 - 11:45 AM (#171049) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: Jon W. I think the tune must have been very popular and used for a lot of songs- isn't it the same one as "The Wearin' of the Green"? I seem to remember these foggy dew love song words being posted before--try a search of the forum if they aren't in the database. |
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31 Jan 00 - 04:10 PM (#171222) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: Jacob B I've heard "The Rising of the Moon" sung to two very different melodies. One of them is the same as "The Wearin' of the Green", an upbeat reel in a major key. The other tune is more like a slow air, and probably modal. Jacob |
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31 Jan 00 - 08:02 PM (#171361) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: Mark Clark I've also heard two different melodies for ROTM, probably the same ones Jacob B has heard, but for the life of me, I can't find a way to sing Allan S's lyrics to either of them. I can't make the meter fit. - Mark |
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31 Jan 00 - 09:02 PM (#171391) Subject: RE: rising of the moon- different words From: GUEST,Allan S. Sorry, wrong song. Not THE RISING OF THE MOON but THE FOGGY DEW. Just found a recording by Patrick Galvin Songs of the Easter rising Liner notes "Set to the tune of an old traditional Love song. New words by Rev. P O'Neill. New words 1st verse as follows: As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I, And Ireland’s lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by. No pipe did hum. No battle drum did sound its loud tattoo, But the angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell rang out through the foggy dew. What is the name of the original love song? |
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01 Feb 00 - 12:48 AM (#171510) Subject: Lyr Add: THE FOGGY DEW (Fr. O'Neill) From: Amos THE FOGGY DEW Fr. O'Neill 'Twas down by the glen one Easter morn, To a city fair rode I, When Ireland's lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by, No pipe did hum and no battle drum Did sound its dread tattoo. But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell Rang out in the foggy dew. Right proudly high over Dublin town They hung out a flag of war; 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky Than at Suvla or Sudel Bar. And from the plains of Royal Meath Strong men came hurrying through, While Britannia's sons with their long ranging guns Sailed in from the foggy dew. 'Twas England bade our wild geese go That small nations might be free; Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves On the fringe of the grey North Sea. But had they died by Pearse's side Or fought with Valera true, Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'Neath the hills of the foggy dew. The braves fell, and the solemn bell Rang mournfully and clear For those who died that Eastertide In the springing of the year. And the world did gaze in deep amaze At those fearless men and true Who bore the fight that freedom's light Might shine through the foggy dew. A |
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01 Feb 00 - 02:12 PM (#171786) Subject: Lyr Add: THE FOGGY DEW (Irish 2) From: dick greenhaus Gather 'round me, chillun- titles are NOT the things to search for. words and phrases ARE. If you search for [in the foggy dew], you'll find (as the third hit): THE FOGGY DEW (Irish 2) Over the hills I went one day, a lovely maid I spied With her coal black hair and her mantle so green. An image to perceive. Says I, "Dear girl, will you be my bride And she lifted her eyes of blue She smiled and said, "Young man I'm to wed I'm to meet in the foggy dew." Over the hills I went one morn, a-singing I did go. Met this lovely maid with her coal-black hair, And she answered soft and low: Said she, "Young man, I'll be your bride, If I know that you'll be true." Oh, in my arms, all of her charms Were casted in the foggy dew. Note: Still yet another completely different Foggy Dew. This was the basis for the Irish revolutionary version. Great tune. RG @courting @love @Irish filename[ DEWFOG Tune file : DEWFOG CLICK TO PLAY RG |