There came three dukes all out of Spain,All for to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is too young,She has not learned her mother-tongue.Let her be young, let her be old,The fate of beauty’s to be sold.Walk through the parlour, walk through the hall,And choose the fairest one of all.The fairest one that I can seeIs little ——, so come to me. No!Will you come? No!Naughty one, naughty one, you won’t come outTo join us in our dancing!Will you come? Yes!Now we’ve got a pretty fair oneTo join us in our dancing.
There came three dukes all out of Spain,All for to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is too young,She has not learned her mother-tongue.
Let her be young, let her be old,The fate of beauty’s to be sold.
Walk through the parlour, walk through the hall,And choose the fairest one of all.
The fairest one that I can seeIs little ——, so come to me. No!
Will you come? No!
Naughty one, naughty one, you won’t come outTo join us in our dancing!Will you come? Yes!
Now we’ve got a pretty fair oneTo join us in our dancing.
—Colleyhurst, Manchester (Miss Dendy).
XIV.
Two poor gentlemen are come out of Spain,Come to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo understand your flattering tongue.Let her be young, or let her be old,She must be sold for Spanish gold.Turn back, turn back, you haughty knight,And take the fairest in your sight.This is the fairest I can see,So ( ) must come to me.
Two poor gentlemen are come out of Spain,Come to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo understand your flattering tongue.
Let her be young, or let her be old,She must be sold for Spanish gold.
Turn back, turn back, you haughty knight,And take the fairest in your sight.
This is the fairest I can see,So ( ) must come to me.
—Bexley Heath (Miss Morris).
XV.
Here come three lords all dressed in green,All for the sake of your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is so young,She doesn’t know her mother-tongue.
Here come three lords all dressed in green,All for the sake of your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is so young,She doesn’t know her mother-tongue.
[Or,
My cake ain’t baked, my ban [qy.beer or barm] ain’t brewed,And yew can’t hev my daughter Jane.]Fie upon you and your daughter Jane; [scornfully,]Eighteenpence will buy a good wench,As well as you and your daughter Jane.
My cake ain’t baked, my ban [qy.beer or barm] ain’t brewed,And yew can’t hev my daughter Jane.]
Fie upon you and your daughter Jane; [scornfully,]Eighteenpence will buy a good wench,As well as you and your daughter Jane.
—Swaffham, Norfolk (Miss Matthews).
XVI.
Here come three lords all dressed in green,Here come three lords all come from Spain,All for the sake of your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is so young,She hath no knowledge in her tongue.
Here come three lords all dressed in green,Here come three lords all come from Spain,All for the sake of your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is so young,She hath no knowledge in her tongue.
—Kent (Miss Fowler).
XVII.
I am a gentleman come from Spain;I’ve come to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo understand your flattering tongue.Let her be young, or let her be old,She must be sold for Spanish gold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call upon you another day.Turn back, turn back, you saucy lad,[11]And choose the fairest you can spy!The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty Miss ——. Come to me!I’ve brought your daughter home safe and sound,With money in her pocket here, a thousand pound:Take your saucy girl back again.
I am a gentleman come from Spain;I’ve come to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo understand your flattering tongue.
Let her be young, or let her be old,She must be sold for Spanish gold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call upon you another day.
Turn back, turn back, you saucy lad,[11]And choose the fairest you can spy!
The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty Miss ——. Come to me!
I’ve brought your daughter home safe and sound,With money in her pocket here, a thousand pound:Take your saucy girl back again.
—Bocking, Essex (Folk-lore Record, iii. pt. ii. 171).
XVIII.
Here comes three knights all out of Spain,A-courting of your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is too young,She can’t abide your flattering tongue.If she be young, or she be old,She for her beauty must be sold.Go back, go back, you Spanish knight,And rub your spurs till they are bright.My spurs are bright and richly wrought,And in this town they were not bought,And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.Walk up the kitchen and down the hall,And choose the fairest of us all.Madams, to you I bow and bend,I take you for my dearest friend;You are two beauties, I declare,So come along with me, my dear.
Here comes three knights all out of Spain,A-courting of your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is too young,She can’t abide your flattering tongue.
If she be young, or she be old,She for her beauty must be sold.
Go back, go back, you Spanish knight,And rub your spurs till they are bright.
My spurs are bright and richly wrought,And in this town they were not bought,And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.
Walk up the kitchen and down the hall,And choose the fairest of us all.
Madams, to you I bow and bend,I take you for my dearest friend;You are two beauties, I declare,So come along with me, my dear.
—Wenlock, Condover, Ellesmere, Market Drayton (Shropshire Folk-lore, p. 516).
XIX.
Here come three dukes all out of Spain,In mourning for your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo cast her eyes on such a one.Let her be young, or let her be old,’Tis for her beauty she must be sold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call on you another day.Turn back, turn back, you saucy Jack,Up through the kitchen and through the hall,And pick the fairest of them all.The fairest one that I can see.So please, Miss ——, come with me.
Here come three dukes all out of Spain,In mourning for your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, is yet too youngTo cast her eyes on such a one.
Let her be young, or let her be old,’Tis for her beauty she must be sold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call on you another day.
Turn back, turn back, you saucy Jack,Up through the kitchen and through the hall,And pick the fairest of them all.
The fairest one that I can see.So please, Miss ——, come with me.
—Pembrokeshire, Wales (Folk-lore Record, v. 89).
XX.
Here’s two brothers come from Spain,For to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is too young,She has not learned her mother tongue.Be she young, or be she old,For her beauty she must be sold.But fare thee well, my lady gay,And I’ll call back some other day.Come back! come back! take the fairest you see.The fairest one that I can seeIs bonnie Jeanie [or Maggie, &c.], so come to me.Here’s your daughter, safe and sound,In every pocket a thousand pound,On every finger a gay gold ring,So, pray, take your daughter back again.
Here’s two brothers come from Spain,For to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is too young,She has not learned her mother tongue.
Be she young, or be she old,For her beauty she must be sold.
But fare thee well, my lady gay,And I’ll call back some other day.
Come back! come back! take the fairest you see.
The fairest one that I can seeIs bonnie Jeanie [or Maggie, &c.], so come to me.
Here’s your daughter, safe and sound,In every pocket a thousand pound,On every finger a gay gold ring,So, pray, take your daughter back again.
—People’s Friend, quoted in review of “Arbroath: Past and Present.”
XXI.
We are three suitors come from Spain,Come to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane she is too youngTo be beguiled by flattering tongue.Let her be young, or let her be old,For her beauty she must be sold.Return, return, your coat is white,And take the fairest in your sight.Here’s your daughter safe and sound,And in her pocket five hundred pound,On her finger a gay gold ring,Fit to walk with any king.
We are three suitors come from Spain,Come to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane she is too youngTo be beguiled by flattering tongue.
Let her be young, or let her be old,For her beauty she must be sold.
Return, return, your coat is white,And take the fairest in your sight.
Here’s your daughter safe and sound,And in her pocket five hundred pound,On her finger a gay gold ring,Fit to walk with any king.
—Dublin (Mrs. Lincoln).
XXII.
Here comes a poor duke out of Spain,He comes to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane is yet too young,She has a false and flattering tongue.Let her be young, or let her be old,Her beauty is gone, she must be sold.Fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call again another day.Turn back, turn back, you ugly wight,And clean your spurs till they shine bright.My spurs they shine as bright as snow,And fit for any king to show;So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call again another day.Turn back, turn back, you ugly wight,And choose the fairest one you like.The fairest one that I can see,Is you, dear ——, so come with me.
Here comes a poor duke out of Spain,He comes to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane is yet too young,She has a false and flattering tongue.
Let her be young, or let her be old,Her beauty is gone, she must be sold.
Fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call again another day.
Turn back, turn back, you ugly wight,And clean your spurs till they shine bright.
My spurs they shine as bright as snow,And fit for any king to show;So fare thee well, my lady gay,I’ll call again another day.
Turn back, turn back, you ugly wight,And choose the fairest one you like.
The fairest one that I can see,Is you, dear ——, so come with me.
—Notes and Queries(1852), vol. vi. 242.
XXIII.
Here comes three knights all out of Spain,We have come to court your daughter Jane.Our daughter Jane she is too young,She has not learned the Spanish tongue.Whether she be young or old,’Tis for her beauty she must be sold.Turn back, turn back, ye Spanish knights,And rub your spurs till they are bright.Our spurs are bright and richly wrought,For in this town they were not bought;And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.Turn back, turn back, ye Spanish knights,And brush your buckles till they are bright.Our buckles are bright and richly wrought,For in this town they were not bought;And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.
Here comes three knights all out of Spain,We have come to court your daughter Jane.
Our daughter Jane she is too young,She has not learned the Spanish tongue.
Whether she be young or old,’Tis for her beauty she must be sold.
Turn back, turn back, ye Spanish knights,And rub your spurs till they are bright.
Our spurs are bright and richly wrought,For in this town they were not bought;And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.
Turn back, turn back, ye Spanish knights,And brush your buckles till they are bright.
Our buckles are bright and richly wrought,For in this town they were not bought;And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver nor for gold.
—Yorkshire (Miss E. Cadman).
XXIV.
There was one lord that came from Spain,He came to court my daughter Jane;My daughter Jane, she is too youngTo be controlled by a flattering tongue.Will you? No.Will you? Yes.
There was one lord that came from Spain,He came to court my daughter Jane;
My daughter Jane, she is too youngTo be controlled by a flattering tongue.
Will you? No.Will you? Yes.
[This second one then joins hands with the “lord,” and they dance round together, saying—]
You dirty wee scut, you wouldn’t come outTo help us with our dancing.
You dirty wee scut, you wouldn’t come outTo help us with our dancing.
—Ballymiscaw school, co. Down (Miss C. N. Patterson).
XXV.
There were one lord came out of Spain,Who came to court your daughter Jane.Your daughter Jane, she is too youngTo be controlled by flattering tongue.Oh! fare thee well; oh! fare thee well;I’ll go and court some other girl.Come back, come back, your coat is white,And choose the fairest in your sight.The fairest one that I can see, is ——, come to me.
There were one lord came out of Spain,Who came to court your daughter Jane.
Your daughter Jane, she is too youngTo be controlled by flattering tongue.
Oh! fare thee well; oh! fare thee well;I’ll go and court some other girl.
Come back, come back, your coat is white,And choose the fairest in your sight.
The fairest one that I can see, is ——, come to me.
—Holywood, co. Down (Miss C. N. Patterson).
XXVI.
Here’s two dukes come out from Spain,For to court your daughter Jane;My daughter Jane is far too young,She cannot hear your flattering tongue.Be she young, or be she old,Her beauty must be sold,Either for silver or for gold;So fare you well, my lady fair,I’ll call again some other day.
Here’s two dukes come out from Spain,For to court your daughter Jane;
My daughter Jane is far too young,She cannot hear your flattering tongue.
Be she young, or be she old,Her beauty must be sold,Either for silver or for gold;So fare you well, my lady fair,I’ll call again some other day.
—Galloway (J. G. Carter).
XXVII.
Here’s one old Jew, just come from Spain,To ask alone your daughter Jane.Our daughter Jane is far too youngTo understand your Spanish tongue.Go away, Coat-green.My name isnotCoat-green,Istepmy foot, and away I go.Come back, come back, your coat is green,And choose the fairest one you see.The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty Alice. Come to me.I will not come.Naughty girl, she won’t come out,She won’t come out, she won’t come out;Naughty girl, she won’t come out,To see the ladies dancing.I will come.Pretty girl, she has come out,She has come out, she has come out;Pretty girl, she has come out,To see the ladies dancing.
Here’s one old Jew, just come from Spain,To ask alone your daughter Jane.
Our daughter Jane is far too youngTo understand your Spanish tongue.
Go away, Coat-green.
My name isnotCoat-green,Istepmy foot, and away I go.
Come back, come back, your coat is green,And choose the fairest one you see.
The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty Alice. Come to me.
I will not come.
Naughty girl, she won’t come out,She won’t come out, she won’t come out;Naughty girl, she won’t come out,To see the ladies dancing.
I will come.
Pretty girl, she has come out,She has come out, she has come out;Pretty girl, she has come out,To see the ladies dancing.
—Berwickshire (A. M. Bell,Antiquary, vol. xxx. p. 15).
XXVIII.
Here come two Jews, just come from Spain,To take away your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane is far too young,She cannot bear your chattering tongue.Farewell! farewell! we must not stay;We’ll call again another day.Come back, come back, your choice is free,And choose the fairest one you see.The fairest one that I can seeIs A—— F——. Come to me.
Here come two Jews, just come from Spain,To take away your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane is far too young,She cannot bear your chattering tongue.
Farewell! farewell! we must not stay;We’ll call again another day.
Come back, come back, your choice is free,And choose the fairest one you see.
The fairest one that I can seeIs A—— F——. Come to me.
—Cowes, Isle of Wight (Miss E. Smith).
XXIX.
There came three dukes a-riding, a-riding, a-riding,There came three dukes a-riding,To court my daughter Jane.My daughter Jane is far too young, far too young,My daughter Jane is far too young,She hath a flattering tongue.They’re all as red as roses, as roses, as roses,They’re all as red as roses with sitting in the sun.
There came three dukes a-riding, a-riding, a-riding,There came three dukes a-riding,To court my daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane is far too young, far too young,My daughter Jane is far too young,She hath a flattering tongue.
They’re all as red as roses, as roses, as roses,They’re all as red as roses with sitting in the sun.
—Perth (Rev. W. Gregor).
XXX.
Here comes a duke a-riding,To court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane is far too youngTo listen to your saucy tongue;Go back, go back, you saucy Jack,And clean your spurs and . . . . . .My spurs are bright as bright can be,With a tissima, tissima, tissima tee.Go through the house, go through the hall,And choose the fairest of them all.The fairest one that I can seeIs ——. Come to me.
Here comes a duke a-riding,To court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane is far too youngTo listen to your saucy tongue;Go back, go back, you saucy Jack,And clean your spurs and . . . . . .
My spurs are bright as bright can be,With a tissima, tissima, tissima tee.
Go through the house, go through the hall,And choose the fairest of them all.
The fairest one that I can seeIs ——. Come to me.
—Clapham School (Mrs. Herbertson).
XXXI.
Here comes three dukes a-riding, a-riding,Here comes three dukes a-riding, to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane is yet too youngTo bear your silly, flattering tongue.Be she young, or be she old,She for beauty must and shall be sold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,We’ll take our horse and ride away,And call again another day.Come back, come back! you Spanish knight,And clean your spurs, they are not bright.My spurs are bright as “rickety rock” [and richly wrought],And in this town they were not bought,And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver, copper, nor gold.So fare thee well, &c.Come back! come back! you Spanish Jack [or coxcomb].Spanish Jack [or coxcomb] is not my name,I’ll stamp my foot [stamps] and say the same.So fare thee well, &c.Come back! come back! you Spanish knight,And choose the fairest in your sight.This is the fairest I can see,So pray, young damsel, walk with me.We’ve brought your daughter, safe and sound,And in her pocket a thousand pound,And on her finger a gay gold ring,We hope you won’t refuse to take her in.I’ll take her in with all my heart,For she and “me” were loth to part.
Here comes three dukes a-riding, a-riding,Here comes three dukes a-riding, to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane is yet too youngTo bear your silly, flattering tongue.
Be she young, or be she old,She for beauty must and shall be sold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,We’ll take our horse and ride away,And call again another day.
Come back, come back! you Spanish knight,And clean your spurs, they are not bright.
My spurs are bright as “rickety rock” [and richly wrought],And in this town they were not bought,And in this town they shan’t be sold,Neither for silver, copper, nor gold.So fare thee well, &c.
Come back! come back! you Spanish Jack [or coxcomb].
Spanish Jack [or coxcomb] is not my name,I’ll stamp my foot [stamps] and say the same.So fare thee well, &c.
Come back! come back! you Spanish knight,And choose the fairest in your sight.
This is the fairest I can see,So pray, young damsel, walk with me.
We’ve brought your daughter, safe and sound,And in her pocket a thousand pound,And on her finger a gay gold ring,We hope you won’t refuse to take her in.
I’ll take her in with all my heart,For she and “me” were loth to part.
—Cornwall (Folk-lore Journal, v. 46, 47).
XXXII.
Here comes three dukes all out of Spain,For to court your daughter Jane.My daughter Jane, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.Be she young, or be she old,For her beauty she must be sold.So fare thee well, my lady gay,We’ll call again another day.Turn back, turn back, you Spanish knight,And take the fairest in your sight.Well through the kitchen and through the hall,I take the fairest of you all.The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty ——, come to me.
Here comes three dukes all out of Spain,For to court your daughter Jane.
My daughter Jane, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.
Be she young, or be she old,For her beauty she must be sold.
So fare thee well, my lady gay,We’ll call again another day.
Turn back, turn back, you Spanish knight,And take the fairest in your sight.
Well through the kitchen and through the hall,I take the fairest of you all.
The fairest one that I can seeIs pretty ——, come to me.
—Gloucestershire (Northall’sRhymes, p. 385).
XXXIII.
Two poor sailors dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue,We come for the sake of your daughter Loo.My daughter Loo, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.Whether she be young, or whether she be old,It is our duty, she must be sold.Take her, take her, the coach is free,The fairest one that you can see.The fairest one that we can see,Is bonnie [ ]. Come to me.Here’s all your daughters safe and sound,In every pocket a thousand pound,On every finger a guinea gold ring,So please, take one of your daughters in.
Two poor sailors dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue,We come for the sake of your daughter Loo.
My daughter Loo, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.
Whether she be young, or whether she be old,It is our duty, she must be sold.
Take her, take her, the coach is free,The fairest one that you can see.
The fairest one that we can see,Is bonnie [ ]. Come to me.
Here’s all your daughters safe and sound,In every pocket a thousand pound,On every finger a guinea gold ring,So please, take one of your daughters in.
—Fochabers, N.E. Scotland (Rev. W. Gregor).
XXXIV.
Two poor sailors dressed in blue, dressed in blue, dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue, come for the sake of your daughter Loo.My daughter Loo, she is too young, she is too young, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.Let her be young, or yet too old, yet too old, yet too old,But for her beauty she must be sold.The haughty thing, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The haughty thing, she won’t come out,To help us with our dancing.Now we have got a beautiful maid, a beautiful maid, a beautiful maid;Now we have got a beautiful maid,To help us with our dancing.
Two poor sailors dressed in blue, dressed in blue, dressed in blue,Two poor sailors dressed in blue, come for the sake of your daughter Loo.
My daughter Loo, she is too young, she is too young, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.
Let her be young, or yet too old, yet too old, yet too old,But for her beauty she must be sold.
The haughty thing, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The haughty thing, she won’t come out,To help us with our dancing.
Now we have got a beautiful maid, a beautiful maid, a beautiful maid;Now we have got a beautiful maid,To help us with our dancing.
—Nairn (Mrs. Jamieson, through Rev. W. Gregor).
XXXV.
One poor sailor dressed in blue, dressed in blue, dressed in blue,One poor sailor dressed in blue,Has come for the sake of your daughter Sue.My daughter Sue, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.Whether she be young, or whether she be old,For her beauty she must be sold.Take her, take her, the coach is free.The fairest one that I can see is bonny ( ), come with me.[No!]The dirty sclipe, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The dirty sclipe, she won’t come out to dance along with me.Now, I have got another poor maid, &c.,To come along with me.
One poor sailor dressed in blue, dressed in blue, dressed in blue,One poor sailor dressed in blue,Has come for the sake of your daughter Sue.
My daughter Sue, she is too young,She cannot bear your flattering tongue.
Whether she be young, or whether she be old,For her beauty she must be sold.
Take her, take her, the coach is free.
The fairest one that I can see is bonny ( ), come with me.
[No!]
The dirty sclipe, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The dirty sclipe, she won’t come out to dance along with me.
Now, I have got another poor maid, &c.,To come along with me.
—Cullen (Rev. W. Gregor).
XXXVI.
Here comes two ladies down from Spain,A len (?) [all in] French garland.I’ve come to court your daughter Jane,And adieu to you, my darling.
Here comes two ladies down from Spain,A len (?) [all in] French garland.I’ve come to court your daughter Jane,And adieu to you, my darling.
—Scotland (Notes and Queries, 3rd series, v. 393).
XXXVII.
Here are just three tribes come down from Spain,To call upon my sister Jane.My sister Jane, she is far too young;I cannot bear her chattering tongue.The fairest lily that I can see,Is pretty little Lizzie, will ye come to me?[No!]The dirty thing, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The dirty thing, she won’t come out, to help us with the dancing.[Yes!]Now we’ve got a pretty maid, a pretty maid, a pretty maid;Now we’ve got a pretty maid, to help us with the dancing.
Here are just three tribes come down from Spain,To call upon my sister Jane.
My sister Jane, she is far too young;I cannot bear her chattering tongue.
The fairest lily that I can see,Is pretty little Lizzie, will ye come to me?
[No!]
The dirty thing, she won’t come out, she won’t come out, she won’t come out;The dirty thing, she won’t come out, to help us with the dancing.
[Yes!]
Now we’ve got a pretty maid, a pretty maid, a pretty maid;Now we’ve got a pretty maid, to help us with the dancing.
—Waterford (Miss H. E. Harvey).
(b) The players stand in two lines, facing one another, three boys on one side and the girls (any number) on the other. The boys advance and retire dancing, and saying the first two lines. The girls stand still, one who personates a mother answers with the next two lines. The boys then advance and reply. When they are retiring the mother says the next lines and the boys reply; they then choose a girl and take her over to their side. The dialogue is generally spoken, not sung. The boys turn their toes outwards to show their spurs. The number of players on the girls’ side is generally an uneven one, the odd one is the mother and says the dialogue. This is the most general way of playing, but there are interesting variations.Chamberssays two parties play, one representing a dame and her daughters, the other the suitors. The suitors move backwards and forwards with their arms entwined. The mother offers her daughters when she says “Smell my lilies,” and the game ends by some little childish trick, but unfortunately, he does not describe this. Miss Ellis (Leicester) says if the number of players suited, probably all the boys, instead of three, would be on one side and the girls on the other, but there is no hard and fast line. They turn out their toes to show their spurs: when they sing or say, “Pass through the kitchen,” &c., the girls stretch out their arms, still keeping hold of hand, and the boys, forming a long tail, wind in and out under their arms as they stand. Having previously decided among themselves which girl they shall seize, they go up and down the lines several times, until the period of suspense and expectation is supposed to have lasted long enough. Then the last boy in the line puts his arms round the chosen girl’s waist and carries her off. This goes on until there is only one girl left, who recommences the game on her part by singing the first lines, choosing first a boy, who then becomes a Spaniard. In the first version fromBelfast, the first girl who is asked to go refuses, and another is asked, who consents. In theManchester version(Miss Dendy), the girl refuses twice, then accepts. The “mother” is seated in state with her “daughters” round her in theBexley Heath(Miss Morris) version. The two “gentlemen” advance to her andturn haughtily away when refused. Then they choose a girl and take her over to their side. In the Shropshire (Edgmond) version, two girls, one from each end of the line of “daughters,” goes over to the knights’ side, who also “bow” and “bend” when saying the lines, and the game is repeated saying five, seven, &c., knights. Here, also, the last player left on the girls’ side takes the knight’s part in the next game. Miss Burne adds, at other places the knights call only one girl by name each time. Both lines in the Shropshire game advance and retire. In theDublin game(Mrs. Lincoln), three young boys are chosen for the suitors, one girl is the mother, and any number from three to six personate the daughters. The first boy only speaks the lines. At “Return, return, your coat is white,” he, with the other two “suitors,” takes the girl, brings her back, and says the last verse. They then sit down, and the second suitor does the same thing, then the third one. Then the game is begun again [with three other boys] until all the daughters have been taken. In theversionquoted fromNotes and Queries, two children, mother and daughter, stand on one side, the other players opposite to them, and advance and retire. The contributor says they chant the words to a pleasing old melody. TheYorkshire version(Miss E. Cadman) is played in the usual way, both sides advancing and retiring in turn, and at the end one of the “knights” tries to catch one of the girls. They cross the room to each other’s places. In Co. Down, atBallymiscaw, Miss Patterson says one player refuses when asked, and another consents, this one and the “lord” then join hands and dance round together, saying the last words. TheAnnaverna versionis sung by one on each side—“king and the mother.” TheBerwickshire gamewas played by six children, one on one side, five on the other. The first lines are sung on both sides; then the rest is dialogue until the girl refuses, when the “Jew” dances round by himself, singing the words; she then consents, and the two dance round with joined hands as in a reel, singing the last verse. The dialogue is spoken with animation, and the “Jew steps his foot” and prances away when saying these words. Twelve children in thePerth versionstand in a row, another stands alittle in advance, who is called “daughter Jane,” another is the “mother.” Three more stand in front of the twelve and are the “Dukes.” These dance forwards and backwards before “Jane and her mother,” singing the first lines. The mother answers. When they sing the last line the “Dukes” choose one of the twelve, and sing the words over again until all the twelve are on the “Dukes’” side. Then they try to carry off “Jane” and the “mother,” and run until they are caught. In theClapham school version(Mrs. Herbertson), the “Duke” tries to drag by force the chosen girl across a handkerchief or other boundary, if successful she goes on his side. In theCornwall versionthe “Dukes” retire and consult before choosing a girl, then select one. When all have been taken they bring them back in the same order to the “mother,” saying the last verse, and the “mother” replies in the last two lines. In theLondon version, the “Dukes” take the girl and rob her, then bring her back. In theFochabers version(Rev. W. Gregor), the two “sailors” join hands crosswise, walk backwards and forwards, and sing the words. The girl crosses over to them when chosen. When all are chosen the “sailors” bring all the girls before the mother, singing the last verse. The mother searches the daughters one after the other, finding neither money nor ring. She then chases the sailors, and the one caught becomes mother next game.
(c) This game has been said by previous collectors, and at first sight may be thought to be merely a variant of “Three Dukes,” but it will on investigation, I think, prove to be more than this. In the first place, the obvious borrowing from the “Three Dukes” of a few words, as in versions Nos.29,30, and31, tells against the theory of identity of the two games. Then the form of marriage custom is different, though it is still marriage under primitive conditions of society. The personal element, entirely absent from the “Three Dukes,” is here one of the principal characteristics. The marriage is still one without previous courtship or love between two individuals, but the parental element is present here, or at any rate that of some authority, and a sanction is given, although there is no trace of any actual ceremony. The young men, orsuitors, apparently desire a particular person in marriage, and although there is no wooing of that person a demand is made for her. These suitors are, I think, making the demand on the part of another rather than for themselves. They are the ambassadors or friends of the would-be bridegrooms, and are soliciting for a marriage in which purchase money or dowry is to be paid. The mention of “gold and silver” in many versions, and the line, “she must be sold,” is important.
All these indications of purchase refer to a time when the custom of offering gold, money, or other valuables for a bride was in vogue. While, therefore, the game has traces of carrying off the bride, this carrying off is in strict accord with the conditions prevalent when marriage by purchase had succeeded to marriage by capture. The bargaining spirit is not much “en evidence” in this game, not, that is to say, in the same sense as is shown in “Three Sailors,” p. 282, but there is sufficient evidence of a mercantile spirit to prove that women and girls were too valuable to be parted with by their own tribe or family without something deemed equivalent being given in return. There is a desire shown to possess the girl for her beauty; and that a choice of a suitor could or would be made is shown by the remarks that she is too young and does not know the language and customs of this suitor.
The mention of the spurs conveys the suggestion that the suitors or ambassadors are men of quality and renown. To win their spurs was an object greatly desired by all young men. Their reply to the taunt that their spurs are “dull” may mean that they are not bright from use, and may also show the idea that these men have come on a journey from some distance for a bride or brides, and this only is responsible for their spurs not being as bright as usual. Again, being “richly wrought” is probably an indication of wealth or consequence. Mention must be made of the mead not being made nor the cake yet baked, which occurs in two versions. If these two versions can be considered old ones, this would tend to show evidence of the ceremony of the eating together of particular food, which forms the most important element in primitive marriage ceremonies.
There occurs in some versions the incident of asking the girl to come, and the dancing round when she consents, mostly in connection with the incident of invitation to dance. This may not therefore belong, and I do not think it does, to the early forms of this game; but we must remember that dancing formed a part of the marriage ceremonies down to quite a late date, and it is therefore not surprising it should be found in many versions.
It has been suggested that this game has for its origin an historical event in the reign of Edward III., whose daughter Jane married a prince of Spain. There is some possibility in this, as doubtless the marriage was conducted by ambassadors first of all with pomp and ceremonial, but I think the game really dates from a much earlier period, and if there are any grounds for connecting it with this particular royal marriage, it may merely have altered and fixed some of the words, such as “daughter Jane,” “Lords from Spain,” “Spanish gold,” in people’s minds, and in this way tended to preserve the game in its modern form.
Mr. Addy, in hisSheffield Glossary, considers that the mention of the three knights and gifts of gold is a fragment of some old pageant of the Three Kings of Cologne, who, according to ancient legend, brought gifts to the infant Jesus, but I can see no evidence of this.
It is somewhat curious that this game is very rarely sung to a tune, nor have I succeeded in obtaining one. It is usually said to a sort of sing-song chant, or else it is spoken in dialogue, and that with a good deal of animation.
Mr. Newell gives versions, as played in America, similar to many here given, and Mr. Northall (Folk Rhymes, p. 385) gives one from Gloucestershire and Warwickshire.[Addendum]
[10]Incomplete, there is more of the game, but the maid could not remember it.[11]Probably once “boy,” pronounced “by” in Essex.
[10]Incomplete, there is more of the game, but the maid could not remember it.
[11]Probably once “boy,” pronounced “by” in Essex.
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Tune Three Little Ships London—London (A. B. Gomme).
—London (A. B. Gomme).
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Tune Three Little Ships Rimbault—Rimbault’sNursery Rhymes.
—Rimbault’sNursery Rhymes.
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Three little ships come sailing by,Sailing by, sailing by;Three little ships come sailing by,New Year’s day in the morning.Who do you think was in the ships,In the ships, in the ships;Who do you think was in the ships,New Year’s day in the morning?Three pretty girls were in the ships,In the ships, in the ships;Three pretty girls were in the ships,New Year’s day in the morning.One could whistle, and one could sing,One could play on the violin;One could whistle, and one could sing,New Year’s day in the morning.
Three little ships come sailing by,Sailing by, sailing by;Three little ships come sailing by,New Year’s day in the morning.
Who do you think was in the ships,In the ships, in the ships;Who do you think was in the ships,New Year’s day in the morning?
Three pretty girls were in the ships,In the ships, in the ships;Three pretty girls were in the ships,New Year’s day in the morning.
One could whistle, and one could sing,One could play on the violin;One could whistle, and one could sing,New Year’s day in the morning.
—London (A. B. Gomme).
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