Class: how to learn period songs in English
English Period Songs
Introduction
My name is the Honorable Ladyship Juliana la Badele. I am a proud bard, and it is my joy to sing. Over the years, I’ve collected songs of all types fit for every occasion! Here are a few for the singers who wish they could perform period songs IN ENGLISH.
I will take this moment to say this: This is an introductory class for those who love to sing FOR FUN. I will not be instructing on ‘proper performance structure’, though I am absolutely happy to answer any questions after the class on this subject.
1. CARMEN'S WHISTLE
As I abroad was walking
By the breaking of the day,
Into a pleasant meadow
A young man took his way;
And looking round about him,
To mark what he could see,
At length he spied a fair maid
Under a myrtle tree.
So comely was her countenance,
And winning was her air,
As tho' the goddess Venus
Herself she had been there;
And many a smirking smile she gave
Amongst the leaves so green,
Altho' she was perceived
She thought she was not seen.
At length she changed her countenance
And sung a mournful song,
Lamenting her misfortune
She stay'd a maid so long;
'Sure young men are hardhearted
and know not what they do,
Or else they look for compliments
Fair maidens for to woo.'
'Why should young virgins pine away
And loose their chiefest prime,
And all for want of sweethearts
To cheer us up in time?'
The young man heard her ditty
And could no longer stay,
But straight unto the damosel
With speed he did away.
When he had played unto her
One merry note or two,
Then was she so rejoiced
She knew not what to do;
'Oh, God a mercy, carman,
Thou art a lively lad;
Thou hast as rare a whistle
As ever carman had!'
2. BRAVE LORD WILLOUGHBY
The fifteenth day of July,
With glistering spear and shield,
A famous light in Flanders
Was foughten in the field;
The most courageous officers
Were English captains three,
But the bravest man in battle
Was brave Lord Willoughby
The next was Captain Norris',
A valiant man was he;
The other, Captain Turner,
From field would never flee.
With fifteen hundred fighting men
Alas, there were no more,-
They fought with fourteen thousand men
Upon the bloody shore.
"Stand to it, noble pikemen,
And look you round. about!
And shoot you straight, you bowmen,
And we will keep them out!
You musquet and caliver men,
Do you prove true to me;
I'll be the foremost, man in fight!"
Says brave Lord Willoughby.
And then the bloody enemy
They fiercely did assail;
And fought it out most furiously,
Not doubting to prevail.
The wounded men on both sides fell,
Most piteous for to see,
Yet nothing could the courage quell
Of brave Lord Willoughby.
For seven hours, to all men's view,
The flight endured sore;
Until our men so feeble grew
That they could fight no more.
And then upon dead horses
Full savourly they ate,
And drank the puddle water-
They could no better get.
When they had fed so freely,
They kneeled on the ground,
And praised God devoutly
For the favour they had found;
And beating up their colours,
The fight they did renew,
And turning tow'rds the Spaniard,
A thousand more they slew.
The sharp steel-pointed arrows
And bullets thick did fly;
Then did our valiant soldiers
Charge on most furiously;
Which made the Spaniards waver,
They thought it best to flee;
They feared the stout behaviour
Of brave Lord Willoughby.
And then the fearful enemy
Was quickly put to flight;
Our men pursued courageously
And caught their forces quite.
But at last they gave a shout
Which echoed through the sky;
"God and Saint George for England!"
The conquerors did cry.
This news was brought to England,
With all the speed might be,
And soon our gracious Queen was told
Of this same victory.
"O this is brave Lord Willoughby,
My love that ever won;
Of all the Lords of honour
'Tis he great deeds hath done."
To the soldiers that were maimed
And wounded in the fray,
The Queen allowed a pension
Of fifteenpence a day:
And from all costs and charges
She quit and set them free;
And this she did all for the sake
Of brave Lord Willoughby.
Then, courage! noble Englishmen,
And never be dismayed:
If that we be but one to ten
We will not be afraid
To fight with foreign enemies,
And set our nation free;
And thus I end the bloody bout
Of brave Lord Willoughby.
3. THE HUNTES UPP
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4BkFTFNG7k - period lute and voice
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F1HfvRlwJAg - neo - ska modern
William Grey (probably) created the lyrics.
William Byrd has published in My Ladye Nevells Booke and Fitzwilliam Virginal Book. 1591.
This song is attributed to The King’s Hunt and the Huntes Upp.
The Huntes Upp, music by William Byrd, uses earlier keyboard music and is thought to be the original melody.
4. COMPLAIN MY LUTE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3SwJOrTRng - voice and music.
https://books.google.ca/books?id=2D9FDwAAQBAJ&pg=SA17-PA21&lpg=SA17-PA21&dq=%22complain+my+lute%22&source=bl&ots=mSDqOaCcvV&sig=gPoaVJpDHqfAY7qgQ5mLgPxVKJI&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiVm4ak3qrfAhWIHHwKHYFyAQ8Q6AEwAnoECAMQAQ#v=onepage&q=%22complain%20my%20lute%22&f=false
Thomas Morley - From his First Booke of Ayres 1600
http://www2.cpdl.org/wiki/index.php/Thomas_Morley#First_Book_of_Ballets_-_1595
(this is a collection of lyrics with music files to sing along to all of Thomas Morley’s music)
5. IT WAS A LOVER https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=en0qYfb77ak -
OP voice and music
It was a lover and his lass,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
That o'er the green cornfield did pass
In springtime, the only pretty ringtime,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding,
Sweet lovers love the spring.
Between the acres of the rye,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
These pretty country folks would lie
In springtime, etc.
This carol they began that hour,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower
In springtime, etc.
And therefore take the present time,
With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
For love is crownèd with the prime
In springtime, etc.
6. WILL YOU BUY A FINE DOG?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=326dAst_Lj8 - voice and music
Will you buy a fine dog, with a hole in his head?
With a dildo, dildo, dildo;
Muffs, cuffs, ribatos, and fine sisters' thread,
With a dildo, dildo;
I stand not on points, pins, periwigs, combs, glasses,
Gloves, garters, girdles, busks, for the brisk lasses;
But I have other dainty tricks,
Sleek stones and potting sticks,
With a dildo, diddle, dildo;
And for a need my pretty pods,
Amber, civet, and musk cods,
With a dildo, with a diddle, dildo!
Thomas Ravenscroft
http://www.pbm.com/~lindahl/ravenscroft/ - Great compendium
Country Dances to Song
Sellengers Round
http://www.terrasoft.hu/kultura/consort/kotta/sellengers_round.pdf - Pepys Ballads
Farewell, Adieu
1567 in Horestes Play to the tune sellengers round
See lost songs of the English Renaissance Comedy link above.
Farewell, adieu that courtly life, to war we tend to go,
It is good sport to see the strife, of soldiers in a row
How merrily they forward march, these enemies to slay,
With hey--- trim and trixy too, their banners they my display
Now shall we have the golden cheats when others want the same
And soldiers have full many feats their enemies to tame
Will couching here, and booming there, they break their foes array
And lusty lads a mid the fields their ensigns do display
The drum and flute play lustily, the trumpet blows a main
And venturous knights courageously, do march before their train
With spears in rest so lively dress’d in armor bright and gay
With hey---trim and trixy too, their banners they display.
Stand Back, ye Sleeping Jacks - mistakenly to the tune Heart’s Ease
Stand back, ye sleeping Jacks at home and let me go
You lie sir knave, am I a mome: Why say you so?
Tut tut you dare not come in field, for fear you should the ghost up yield
With blose, he goes shot fly, it fears, it sears, and there doth lie
A hundred in a moment be, destroy ed quite
Sir Sauce, in faith, if you should see, the gun shot light
To quake for fear you would not stint, when as by force of gunshots dint, the
ranks in ray are took a way, as pleaseth fortune oft to play
But in this stower who bears the fame, but only I
Revenge, revenge, will have the name, or he will die
I spare no wight, I fear none ill, but with this blade I will them kill, for
When mine ear, is set on fire, I rap them, I snap them, that is my desire
Farewell adieu, to wars I must, in all the haste
My cosen cutpurse will I trust, your purse well taste
But to it man, and fear for nought, me say to thee it is well fraught,
With ruddocks red be at a beck, beware the arse, break not thy neck!
How to learn English Period Songs
Beginner:
Step One:
Google ‘booke of airs’ or ‘book of ayres’ or ‘booke of ayres’ etc…
Step Two:
Pick a medieval musician.
Step Three:
Find Youtube video’s of their songs.
Step Four:
Learn the song.
Intermediate:
Step One:
Search books of songs (i.e. fitzwilliams virginals, ladye nevells, etc…)
Step Two:
Pick a name from inside the book
Step Three:
Research their works / pick one
Step Four:
Learn the song via midi sound player, youtube or other.
ADVANCED GUIDE
Step One:
Use these handy links:
https://imslp.org/wiki/Browse_people_by_time_period
https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/
Use google scholar!
Use the library!
Do the thing!
Step Two:
Learn the song.
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