by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Barbara Allen
Language: English
It was in and about the Martinmas time, When the green leaves were a falling, That Sir John Graham in the west country Fell in love with Barbara Allen. He sent his man down through the town, To the place where she was dwelling: O haste and cum to my master dear, Gin ye be Barbara Allen. O hooly, hooly rose she up, To the place where he was lying, And when she drew the curtain by, Young man, I think you're dying. He turn'd his face unto the wa', And death was wi' him dealing: Adieu, adieu, my dear friends a', And be kind to Barbara Allen, And slowly, slowly raise she up, And slowly, slowly left him; And sighing, said, she cou'd not stay, Since death of life had reft him. O mither, mither, mak my bed, O mak it saft and narrow, Since my love died for me to-day, I'll die for him to-morrow.
GLOSSARY
Gin = if
Hooly = slowly, cautiously
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
Gin = if
Hooly = slowly, cautiously
Authorship:
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Barbara Allen", JHW. XXXII/1 no. 11, Hob. XXXIa no. 11. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2012-08-14
Line count: 24
Word count: 157