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10. "She is neither in her bedchamber,
She is neither in her hall,

But yonder she lies in her own coffin,
As it sits against the wall."

11. "Fold down those lily-white sheets;
Oh fold them down!" he said,
And as he kissed her clay-cold lips,
His heart was made to grieve.

12. Lydia Margaret [died] as if it was to-day,
Sweet William he died on the morrow;
Lydia Margaret she died for pure, pure love,
And Sweet William he died for sorrow.

13. Lydia Margaret was laid in the high churchyard,
Sweet William was laid in the mire;

And out of Lydia Margaret's bosom sprang a rose,
And out of Sweet William's was a brier.

14. They grew and they grew to the church steeple top,
They grew till they couldn't grow any higher;
And there they tied in a true lover's knot,
The red rose and the brier.

THE LASS OF ROCH ROYAL (No. 76).

Professor J. H. Cox prints a complete copy from West Virginia which closely resembles that in Jamieson's "Popular Ballads" (1806, 1: 37–44),1 and undoubtedly goes back to print, though learned by Cox's informant from an oral source ("West Virginia School Journal and Educator," 45: 347-349, cf. 159). Stray stanzas from the ballad (cf. Child's J, 2: 225) turn up now and then in this country, sometimes alone, and sometimes in unexpected contexts: see Child, 3512 (two stanzas from "the Carolina mountains"); "Focus," 4: 49 (the same two, from Virginia); Babcock, "Folk-Lore Journal," 7:31, reprinted by Child (3:511-512; the same two stanzas in song of parting lovers, from Virginia); "Focus," 3: 275 (in a song of parting lovers, from Virginia); Belden, No. 91 (in a parting song, from Missouri); Bascom, JAFL 22: 240 (in "Kitty Kline," from North Carolina); Shearin, "Modern Language Review," 6: 514-515 (in "Cold Winter's Night," Kentucky); Lomax, "North Carolina Book

1 Jamieson's text was reprinted by Child in 1857 in his earlier collection, English and Scottish Ballads, 2: 99–105. Cox's text is nearer to Jamieson than to Scott (Minstrelsy, 1802, 3 51-59). Both Jamieson and Scott go back to Mrs. Brown (see Child, 2: 213). This little song consists of the same stanzas, with a chorus and one concluding This last appears, oddly but effectively, as stanza 4 in an interesting version of "The Hangman's Song" ("The Maid Freed from the Gallows," Child, No. 95) recently obtained by Miss Loraine Wyman in Kentucky and published in Lonesome Tunes, I: 48.

stanza.

3 Compare Coombs and Shearin, Syllabus, p. 8; Shearin, Sewanee Review, July, 1911.

let," 11:29-30 (in a comic song); Perrow, JAFL 28: 147-148 (in "Careless Love," from Mississippi); Cox, JAFL 26: 181, and "West Virginia School Journal," 44: 216–217 (in “John Hardy"). Compare F. C. Brown, p. 9; C. Alphonso Smith, Bulletin, No. 2, p 5; No. 3, p. 4; No. 4, p. 6; No. 5, p. 7; Reed Smith, JAFL 28: 201, 202.

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For "The Lass of Ocram" (or "Aughrim"), of which Child prints an Irish version from Michigan (2:213) and also (3: 510-511) a Roxburghe copy (Roxburghe, 3:488; Ebsworth, 6:609–615), see the Pitts broadside (Harvard College, 25242.28), and a garland printed by E. Sergent, Preston (25276.43.58, No. 53).

THE WIFE OF USHER'S WELL (Child, No. 79).

Since Miss Backus's North Carolina version of the ballad ("There was a lady fair and gay") was printed in Child, 5: 294,2 many variants have been collected in this country, belonging to that same general version. Belden publishes a text (from Missouri) in JAFL 23: 429; Emma Bell Miles, one in "Harper's Magazine" for June, 1904 (109: 121-122); Cox (44: 388 and 45: 11-12) publishes a fragment and a complete copy, both from West Virginia, and reports other variants (cf. 45 160; JAFL 29: 400); Miss McGill gives words and tune in her "Folk-Songs from the Kentucky Mountains," pp. 4-8. See also Shearin and Coombs, p. 9 ("Lady Gay," closely resembles Miss Backus's text); F. C. Brown, p. 9; Virginia Folk-Lore Society, Bulletin, No. 4, p. 7; No. 5, p. 7; JAFL 27: 59-62; 28: 199-202, A peculiar version in Mrs. Leather's "Folk-Lore of Herefordshire " (1912, pp. 198-199) contains a stanza adapted from "The Carnal and the Crane" (Child, No. 55):*—

Then Christ did call for the roasted cock,
That was feathered with his only hands;
He crowed three times all in the dish

In the place where he did stand.

I.

Children's Song.

From Professor Walter Morris Hart of the University of California; communicated by Mrs. Agnes McDougall Henry, M.L., formerly of that university. Professor Hart writes, concerning this and other 1 As to "John Hardy," see JAFL 22: 247; 29: 400; Shearin and Coombs, p. 19; Berea Quarterly, 14: 26; F. C. Brown, p. 12; Cox, 45: 12, 160.

2 Reprinted in JAFL 13: 119-120.

* Cox (44:388) also prints two stanzas of a version corresponding to Child's A, which appears to have been brought to West Virginia from Ireland.

• Compare Broadwood, English Traditional Songs and Carols, pp. 74-75, 122; Sharp, English Folk-Carols, No. 1, pp. 2-4; Journal of Folk-Song Society, 1: 183; 4:22-25; a broadside of about 1780, Worcester [England], J. Grundy (Harvard College Library, 25242.5.5 [149, No. 13]); Notes and Queries, 3d series, 3 : 94.

ballads (Dec. 10, 1915): "They were sung to her by the mother of a family in the mountains of western North Carolina, whose name, Ellen Crowder, will recall to ballad-lovers, perhaps not impertinently, the 'blind crouder' of Sidney's immortal comment on Chevy Chace. 'One day,' writes Mrs. Henry, 'while Ellen was absorbed in splitting a broom, I mentioned "Barbara Allen." In that unguarded moment she began to sing the first verse. I found that she and her husband and sisters sang a good many ballads years ago, but they had forgotten all except the four versions I am sending you. When I inquired why they had ceased singing them, the reply was, "No one seemed to take delight in them any more, so we laid them by." It appears that the ancestors of these people were in the mountains of North Carolina before the Revolution, and that they have been illiterate up to the present generation. Even now it is a matter of pride that one or two members of the family are good "scribes."""

1. The starry light and the lady bright,

Her children she had three.

She sent them away to the North country

To learn those gramerie.

2. They hadn't been gone but a very short time,
Scarce three months and a day,

Till death came rushing along o'ver the land
And swept those babes away.

3. Their mother came as far to know,

She wrung her hands full sore.

"The less, the less, the less!" she cried,
"Shall I see my babes no more?"

4. "There were a king in heaven," she said,
"That used to wear a crown;

Send all my three little babes to-night
Or in the morning soon."

5. Or Christmas times were drawing nigh,
The nights were long and cold;

Her three little babes came rushing along
Down to their mother's hall.

6. She fixed them a table in the dining room,
Spread over with bread and wine,

Saying, "Eat, O, eat my sweet little babes;
Come eat and drink of mine."

7. "Mama, we cannot eat your bread,
Nor we can't drink your wine;
For yonder stands our Saviour dear,
And to him we'll return."

8. She fixed them a bed in the backmost room,
Spread over with a clean sheet,

And a golden wine upon the top of them,
To make them sweeter sleep.

9. "Take it off, take it off," says the oldest one,
"The cocks they will soon crow;

For yonder stands our Saviour dear,
And to him we must go."

10. "Cold clods lays on our feet, mama;
Green grass grows over our heads;

The tears that run all down our cheeks

Did wet the winding sheets."

II.

Three Little Babes.

From Professor Louise Pound. Reported from Burt County, Nebraska, by L. A. Quivey of Salt Lake City, Utah. See Miss Pound's Syllabus, p. 10.

1. Christmas time was drawing near,

And the nights were growing cold,

When three little babes came running down

Into their mother's fold.

2. She spread a table long and wide,

And on it put bread and wine:

Come eat, come drink, my sweet little babes;
Come eat and drink of mine."

3. "We want none of your bread, mother;
We want none of your wine;

For yonder stands our blessed Lord,
And to him we will join."

4. She made a bed in the very best room,
And on it placed clean sheets,

And over the top a golden spread,
The sweeter they might sleep.

5. "Take it off, take it off," cried the eldest one,
"Take it off," cried he;

"For I would not stay in this wicked world,
Since Christ has died for me."

6. "A sad farewell, kind mother dear;
We give the parting hand,
To meet again on that fair shore
In Canaan's happy land.

7. "A tombstone at our head, mother;
The cold clay at our feet;

The tears we have shed for you, mother,

Have wet these winding sheets."

III.

The Lady Gay.

Communicated by Miss Loraine Wyman, as sung by Jasper Day at Pine Mountain, Ky., May 4, 1916.

I. There was a lady, there was a lady gay,

Had handsome children three,

And sent them away to some northern countree

To learn those grammaree.

2. They hadn't been gone so mighty long,

Scarcely three months to a day,

Death came hastling along

And stole those babes away.

3. It was near Old Christmas time

When she prayed for her little babes;

It was near Old Christmas time

When her three little babes were sent home.

4. The table was ready set,

And on it she placed bread and wine:

Says, "You three little babes,

Come and eat, come and drink of mine."

5. "I don't want your bread,

I don't want your wine.
Yonder stands our Saviour dear;

To him we must resign."

IV.

The Three Little Babes.

Communicated by Professor Belden. He received it in 1905 from Professor A. R. Hohlfeld, who had it from Miss Mary Pierce, Nashville, Tenn. Miss Pierce heard the song in the Cumberland Mountains (Stonington Springs, Tenn.) in 1901.

1. A lady and a lady gay,

Children she had three,

She sent them away to a northern college

For to learn some grammaree.

2. They hadn't been gone but a very short time,
About three months and a day,

Till death came over the broad, broad land,
And swept those babes away.

3. And what will the dear mother say

When she does hear of this?

She'll wring her hands, she'll scream, and say,

"O, when shall I see my three babies?"

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