The Traditional Games of England, Scotland, and Ireland (Vol 1 of 2): With Tunes, Singing-Rhymes and Methods of Playing etc.Gomme, Alice Bertha
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The Traditional Games of England, Scotland, and Ireland (Vol 1 of 2): With Tunes, Singing-Rhymes and Methods of Playing etc.
Gomme, Alice Bertha
Folklore -- Great Britain; Games -- Great Britain
Shut the gates, love, shut the gates, love,
Shut the gates, love, Farewell!
Open the gates, love, open the gates, love,
Open the gates, love, Farewell!
Go to church, love, go to church, love,
Go to church, love, Farewell!
Show your ring, love, show your ring, love,
Show your ring, love, Farewell!
—Hanbury, Staffs. (Miss E. Hollis).
IX. The trees are uncovered, uncovered, uncovered,
The trees are uncovered, Isabella, for me!
Last night when we parted we were all broken-hearted,
Isabella, Isabella, Isabella, for me!
Then give me your hand, love, your hand, love, your hand,
love,
Then give me your hand, love, and a sweet kiss from you.
—Earls Heaton (Herbert Hardy).
X. When the trees are uncovered, Isabellow, for me.
Last night when we parted
She was nigh broken-hearted,
Isabellow, Isabellow, Isabellow, for me.
Your hand, love, your hand, love,
Then give me your hand, love,
Take a sweet kiss from me.
—Winterton, Nottinghamshire and Yorkshire (Miss Peacock).
XI. Isabella, Isabella, Isabella, Farewell!
Last night when we parted I left you broken-hearted,
And down by the river you saw your young man.
In the stream, love, in the stream, love,
In the stream, love, Farewell!
Go to church, love, go to church, love,
Go to church, love, Farewell.
In the ring, love, in the ring, love,
In the ring, love, Farewell!
—Long Eaton, Nottinghamshire (Miss Youngman).
XII. Elizabella, Farewell!
Last night as we parted
She left me broken-hearted,
And on a green mountain
She looked like a dove.
Choose your loved one,
Choose your loved one,
Choose your loved one, Farewell!
Go to church, love, Farewell!
Say your prayers, love, Farewell!
In the ring, love, Farewell!
Shake hands, loves,
Shake hands, loves, Farewell!
Give a kiss, loves,
Give a kiss, loves, Farewell!
—Liphook, Hants (Miss Fowler).
XIII. Last night when we parted
She was nigh broken-hearted,
To-morrow we gather
And a bright welcome be.
Then give me your hand, love,
Your hand, love, your hand, love,
Then give me your hand, love,
Isabella for me.
Isabella, Isabella,
Isabella for me.
—North Derbyshire (S. O. Addy).
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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