The Oxford Book of Ballads
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The
Oxford Book of
Ballads
Chosen & Edited by
Arthur Quiller-Couch
Oxford
At the Clarendon Press
PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN
TO
THE ONE SURVIVOR
OF THREE MEN
TO WHOM ALL LOVERS OF THE BALLAD
OWE MOST IN THESE TIMES
FRANCIS JAMES CHILD
FREDERICK JAMES FURNIVALL
AND
JOHN WESLEY HALES
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PREFACE
As in The Oxford Book of English Verse I tried to range over the whole field of the English Lyric, and to choose the best, so in this volume I have sought to bring together the best Ballads out of the whole of our national stock. But the method, order, balance of the two books are different perforce, as the fates of the Lyric and the Ballad have been diverse. While the Lyric in general, still making for variety, is to-day more prolific than ever and (all cant apart) promises fruit to equal the best, that particular offshoot which we call the Ballad has been dead, or as good as dead, for two hundred years. It would seem to have discovered, almost at the start, a very precise Platonic pattern of what its best should be; and having exhausted itself in reproducing that, it declined (through a crab-apple stage of Broadsides) into sterility. Therefore this anthology cannot be brought down to the present day, and therefore the first half of it contains far finer poetry than the second.
But it may be objected that among Ballads no such thing as chronological order is possible; and that, if it were, I have not attempted it. ‘Why then did I not boldly mix up all my flowers in a heap and afterwards sit down to re-arrange them, disregarding history, studious only that one flower should set off another and the whole wreath be a well-balanced circle?’ I will try to answer this, premising only that tact is nine-tenths of the anthologist’s business. It is very true that the Ballads have no chronology: that no one can say when Hynd Horn was composed, or assert with proof that Clerk Saunders is younger than Childe Maurice or Tam Lin older than Sir Patrick Spens, though that all five are older than The Children in the Wood no one with an ounce of literary sense would deny. Even of our few certainties we have to remember that, where almost everything depends on oral tradition, it may easily happen—in fact happens not seldom—that a really old ballad ‘of the best period’ has reached us late and in a corrupted form, its original gold overlaid with silver and bronze. It is true, moreover, that these pages, declining an impossible order, decline also the pretence to it. I have arranged the ballads in seven books: of which the first deals with Magic, the ‘Seely Court’, and the supernatural; the second (and on the whole the most beautiful) with stories of absolute romance such as Childe Waters, Lord Ingram, Young Andrew; the third with romance shading off into real history, as in Sir Patrick Spens, Hugh of Lincoln, The Queen’s Marie; the fourth with Early Carols and ballads of Holy Writ. This closes Part I. The fifth book is all of the Greenwood and Robin Hood; the sixth follows history down from Chevy Chase and the Homeric deeds of Douglas and Percy to less renowned if not less spirited Border feuds; while the seventh and last book presents the Ballad in various aspects of false beginning and decline—The Old Cloak, which deserved a long line of children but in fact has had few; Barbara Allen, late but exquisite; Lord Lovel, which is silly sooth; and The Suffolk Tragedy, wherein a magnificent ballad-theme is ambled to market like so much butter. My hope is that this arrangement, while it avoids mixing up things that differ and keeps consorted those (the Robin Hood Ballads for example) which naturally go together, does ‘in round numbers’ give a view of the Ballad in its perfection and decline, and that so my book may be useful to the student as well as to the disinterested lover of poetry for whom it is chiefly intended.
This brings me to the matter of text. To make a ‘scientific’ anthology of the Ballads was out of the question. In so far as scientific treatment could be brought to them the work had been done, for many generations to come, if not finally, by the late Professor Child[1] in his monumental edition, to which at every turn I have been indebted for guidance back to the originals. Child’s method was to get hold of every ballad in every extant version, good, bad, or indifferent, and to print these versions side by side, with a foreword on the ballad’s history, packed with every illustration that could be contributed out of his immense knowledge of the folk-poetry of every race and country. His work, as I say, left no room for follower or imitator; but fortunately it lies almost as wide of my purpose as of my learning. My reader did not require Sir Patrick Spens or May Colvin in a dozen or twenty versions: he wanted one ballad, one Sir Patrick Spens, one May Colvin, and that the best. How could I give him the best in my power?
There is only one way. It was Scott’s way, and the way of William Allingham, who has been at pains to define it in the preface to his Ballad Book (Macmillan):—
The various oral versions of a popular ballad obtainable throughout England, Scotland, and Ireland, are perhaps, even at this late day,[2] practically innumerable—one as ‘authentic’ as another. What then to do?... The right course has appeared to be this, to make oneself acquainted with all attainable versions of a ballad. Then (granting a ‘turn’ for such things, to begin; without which all were labour in vain) the editor may be supposed to get as much insight as may be into the origin and character of the ballad in question; he sees or surmises more or less as to the earliest version or versions, as to blunders, corruptions, alterations of every sort (national, local, personal) on the part of the reciters; he then comes to investigate the doings of former editors, adopting thankfully what he finds good, correcting at points whereupon he has attained better information, rejecting (when for the worse) acknowledged or obvious interpolations or changes. He has to give it in one form—the best according to his judgement and feeling—in firm black and white, for critics, and for readers cultivated and simple.
This fairly describes Scott’s method as well as Allingham’s own. But while I must claim along with them ‘a “turn” for such things’ (the claim is implicit in my attempt), these two men were poets, and could dare more boldly than I to rewrite a faulty stanza or to supply a missing one. Of this ticklish license I have been extremely
Before leaving this subject of texts and their handling, I must express my thanks for the permission given me to make free use of the text of the Percy Folio MS., edited by Professors Hales and Furnivall some forty years ago. This was of course indispensable. In the history of our ballad-literature the Reliques themselves are, if something more of a landmark, much less of a trophy than the three famous volumes so romantically achieved by Professor Child and their two editors, whose labour has been scarcely more honourable than their liberality which has ever laid its results open to men’s benefit. Mr. Child died in 1896; Mr. Furnivall a few months ago. To Mr. Hales, survivor of the famous three, I owe the permission given with a courtesy which set a fresh value on what was already beyond value. I must also thank the Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould for leave to include The Brown Girl and other ballads from his Songs of the West and A Garland of Country Song (Methuen). It were idle to quote all the scholars—Ritson, Herd, Scott, Jamieson and the rest—to whose labours every ballad-editor must be indebted: but among younger men I wish to thank Mr. F. Sidgwick, whose method in his two volumes of Ballads (Bullen) I can admire the more unreservedly because it differs from mine.
I hope, at any rate, that in presenting each ballad as one, and reconstructing it sometimes from many versions, I have kept pretty constantly to the idea, of which Professor Ker[4] says—‘The truth is that the Ballad is an Idea, a Poetical Form, which can take up any matter, and does not leave that matter as it was before.’ If the reader interrogate me concerning this Idea of the Ballad, as Mr. Pecksniff demanded of Mrs. Todgers her Notion of a Wooden Leg, Professor Ker has my answer prepared:—
In spite of Socrates and his logic we may venture to say, in answer to the question ‘What is a ballad?’—‘A Ballad is The Milldams of Binnorie and Sir Patrick Spens and The Douglas Tragedy and Lord Randal and Childe Maurice, and things of that sort.’
There the reader has it, without need of the definition or of the historical account which this Preface must not attempt. Its author, no doubt, is destined to consign, some day, and ‘come to dust’ with more learned editors: but meanwhile, if one ask ‘What is a Ballad?’—I answer, It is these things; and it is
She heard the bridles ring.
(Tam Lin)
and
Her maydens following bright.
(Sir Cawline)
It is
We were the fairest under heaven.’
(Cospatrick)
and
Nor you see none by me.’
(Fair Margaret and Sweet William)
and
And leves be large and long.
(Robin Hood and the Monk)
and
And cracking of whips out owre the lee.
(Archie of Cawfield)
It is even
A-training of his men on the green.
(The Duke of Gordon’s Daughter)
Like the Clown in Twelfth Night, it can sing both high and low: but the note is unmistakable whether it sing high:
I wot the wild fowls are boding day.
(Clerk Saunders)
’Tis fifty fathoms deep;
And there lies gude Sir Patrick Spens,
Wi’ the Scots lords at his feet!
(Sir Patrick Spens)
Ay lally, o lilly lally
‘It’s na but the glent o’ my scarlet hood’
All i’ the night sae early.
(Earl Brand)
or low
She never was heard to speak so free:
‘Ye’ll not forsake my only daughter,
Though Susie Pye has cross’d the sea.’
(Young Beichan)
An’ a proud gunner I’m sure he’ll be.’
(The Great Silkie of Sule Skerrie)
And go with us to see
A dismal place, prepared in hell,
To sit on a serpent’s knee.
(Dives and Lazarus)
or, merely flat and
For sooth as I you say,
Of ninè thousand English men
Five hundred came away.
(Otterburn)
But it is always unmistakable and like no other thing in poetry; in proof of which let me offer one simple, practical test. If any man ever steeped himself in balladry, that man was Scott, and once or twice, as in Proud Maisie and Brignall Banks, he came near to distil the essence. If any man, taking the Ballad for his model, has ever sublimated its feeling and language in a poem
From taint of personality,
that man was Coleridge and that poem his Ancient Mariner. If any poet now alive can be called a ballad-writer of genius, it is the author of Danny Deever and East and West. But let the reader suppose a fascicule of such poems bound up with the present collection, and he will perceive that I could have gone no straighter way to destroy the singularity of the book.
In claiming this singularity for the Ballad I do not seek to exalt it above any other lyrical form. Rather I am ready to admit, out of some experience in anthologizing, that when a ballad is set in a collection alongside the best of Herrick, Gray, Landor, Browning—to name four poets opposite as the poles and to say nothing of such masterwork as Spenser’s Epithalamion or Milton’s Lycidas—it is the ballad that not only suffers by the apposition but suffers to a surprising degree; so that I have sometimes been forced to reconsider my affection, and ask ‘Are these ballads really beautiful as they have always appeared to me?’ In truth (as I take it) the contrast is unfair to them, much as any contrast between children and grown folk would be unfair. They appealed to something young in the national mind, and the young still ramp through Percy’s Reliques—as I hope they will through this book—‘trailing clouds of glory,’ following the note in Elmond’s wood—
Sewing her silken seam;
She heard a note in Elmond’s wood,
And wish’d she there had been.
The needle to her tae,
And she is on to Elmond’s wood
As fast as she could gae.
A. Q. C.
FOOTNOTES:
[1] A smaller edition of ‘Child’, excellently planned, by Helen Child Sargent and George Lyman Kittridge, is published in England by Mr. Nutt.
[2] 1864.
[3] This does not hold of small transpositions, elisions of superfluous words, or corrections of spelling. In these matters I have allowed myself a free hand.
[4] On the History of the Ballads, 1100-1500, by W. P. Ker, Proceedings of the British Academy, vol. iv.
CONTENTS
PART I
BOOK I
NO. PAGE 1. Thomas the Rhymer 1 2. Tam Lin 4 3. Sir Cawline 14 4. Sir Aldingar 20 5. Cospatrick 29 6. Willy’s Lady 36 7. The Queen of Elfland’s Nourice 41 8. Lady Isabel and the Elf-Knight 43 9. The Riddling Knight 46 10. May Colvin 47 11. The Wee Wee Man 51 12. Alison Gross 52 13.BOOK II
35. Hynd Horn 142 36. Hynd Etin 145 37. Erlinton 153 38. Earl Brand 157 39. The Douglas Tragedy 160 40. Glasgerion 163 41. King Estmere 167 42. Fair Annie 179 43. The Lass of Lochroyan 184 44. Young Bekie 193 45. Young Beichan 199 46.BOOK III
69. The Nut-Brown Maid 295 70. Fause Foodrage 308 71. The Fair Flower of Northumberland 314 72. Young John 318 73. Lady Maisry 320 74. Bonny Bee Ho’m 326 75. Sir Patrick Spens 328 76. The Lord of Lorn 332 77. Edom o’ Gordon 342 78.BOOK IV
97. Judas 425 98. St. Stephen and King Herod 426 99. The Maid and the Palmer 428 100. The Falcon 430 101. The Cherry-Tree Carol 431 102. The Carnal and the Crane 434 103. Jolly Wat 439 104. I Saw Three Ships 442 105. The Twelve Good Joys 443 106. The Angel Gabriel 446 107. The Three Kings 448 108. The Innocents 451 109. Dives and Lazarus 455 110. The Holy WellPART II
BOOK V
112. Robyn and Gandelyn 462 113. The Birth of Robin Hood 465 114. Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Clondesley 468 115. A Little Geste of Robin Hood and his Meiny 497 116. Robin Hood and Guy of Gisborne 575 117. Robin Hood and the Monk 585 118. Robin Hood and the Curtal Friar 600 119. Robin Hood and the Butcher 607 120. Robin Hood and the Bishop of Hereford 612 121. Robin Hood and Alan a Dale 616 122. Robin Hood and the Widow’s Three Sons 621 123. Robin Hood’s Golden Prize 626 124. The Noble Fisherman 630 125. The Death of Robin Hood 635BOOK VI
126. Durham Field 640 127. The Battle of Otterburn 651 128. Chevy Chase 664 129. Northumberland Betrayed by Douglas 675 130. Sir Andrew Barton 684 131. The ‘George Aloe’ 697 132. The ‘Golden Vanity’ 701 133. John Dory 703 134. Willie Macintosh 704 135. The Bonnie House o’ Airlie 705 136. Johnnie of Cockerslee 707 137. Kinmont Willie 712 138. Jock o’ the Side 720 139. Hobbie Noble 726 140.BOOK VII
154. Lady Alice 795 155. Lord Lovel 796 156. The Trees so High 798 157. The Brown Girl 800 158. Barbara Allen’s Cruelty 802 159. The Gardener 804 160. The Lowlands o’ Holland 806 161. The Spanish Lady’s Love 807 162. The Bailiff’s Daughter of Islington 811 163. The Blind Beggar’s Daughter of Bednall-Green 813 164. The Loving Ballad of Lord Bateman 825 165. Mary Ambree 829 166. The Lady turned Serving-Man 832 167. The Simple Ploughboy 837 168. Cawsand Bay 839 169. The Greenland Fishery 841 170. The Old Cloak 843 171. Widdicombe FairCertainly, I must confesse my own barbarousnes, I neuer heard the olde song of Percy and Duglas that I found not my heart mooued more then with a Trumpet.
Sir Philip Sidney.