The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
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The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
Communicated by Mr W. Chappell, as noted down by him from the singing
of men dressed as sailors, on Tower Hill. Subsequently printed, with a
few variations, in Old English Ditties, Oxenford and Macfarren, I, 206.
1
One Friday morn as we’d set sail,
And our ship not far from land,
We there did espy a fair mermaid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand, her hand, her hand,
With a comb and a glass in her hand.
While the raging seas did roar,
And the stormy winds did blow,
And we jolly sailor-boys were up, up aloft,
And the landsmen were lying down below,
And the landlubbers all down below, below, below,
And the landlubbers all down below.
2
Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship,
Who at once did our peril see;
I have married a wife in fair London town,
And tonight she a widow will be.’
3
And then up spoke the litel cabin-boy,
And a fair-haired boy was he;
‘I’ve a father and mother in fair Portsmouth town,
And this night she will weep for me.’
4
Now three times round goes our gallant ship,
And three times round went she;
For the want of a life-boat they all were drownd,
As she went to the bottom of the sea.
D
=a.= Long, A Dictionary of the Isle of Wight Dialect, London, 1886, p.
142. =b.= H. Such, 177 Union St., Boro’.
1
’Twas a Friday morning when we set sail,
And our ship was not far from land,
When there we spied a fair pretty maid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand.
Oh, the raging seas they did roar,
And the stormy winds they did blow,
While we poor sailor-boys were all up aloft,
And the land-lubbers lying down below, below, below,
And the land-lubbers lying down below.
2
Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship,
And a mariner good was he;
‘I have married a wife in fair London town,
And this night a widow she will be.’
3
Then up spoke the cabin-boy of our gallant ship,
And a brave little boy was he;
‘I’ve a father and a mother in old Portsmouth town,
And this night they will both weep for me.’
4
Then up spoke a seaman of our gallant ship,
And a well-spoken man was he;
‘For want of a long-boat we shall all be drowned,
And shall sink to the bottom of the sea.’
5
Then three times round went that gallant ship,
And down like a stone sank she;
The moon shone bright, and the stars gave their light,
But they were all at the bottom of the sea.
E
=a.= Motherwell’s MS., p. 145. =b.= Motherwell’s Minstrelsy, Appendix,
p. xxiii, No XXX, the first stanza.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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