1. In Norway land there lived a maid "Hush, ba, loo, lillie" this maid began, "I know not where my childs father lies, Or what land or sea does he travel in." 2. It happened on a certain day, When this fair lady fell fast asleep, By and come a good grey selchie And set him down at her bed feet. 3. Saying "Awake, my pretty fair maid, For oh, how soundly do you sleep And I'll tell you where your child's father lies He's sitting close at your bed feet." 4. "I pray come tell to me your name, And where your dwelling it might be?" "My name it is the good Hein Mailer I earn my living out o' the sea. 5. "I am a man upon the land, I am a selchie in the sea, And when I'm far from every strand my home it is in the Sule Skerry." 6. "Alas, alas, this woeful fate, This weary fate that's been laid on me, That a man should come from the Wast o' Hoy To the Norway lands to get a child with me. 7. "My dear, I'll wed you with a ring, With a ring, my dear, will I wed with thee." "Go wed your weddings with whom you will For I'm sure you'll never wed none with me." |
8."Yet you will nurse my little young son For seven long years upon your knee, And at the end o' seven long years I'll come back and pay the nursing fee." And at the end of seven years He came back with gold and the white money. 10. He says, "My dear I'll wed you with a ring, With a ring, my dear, I'll wed with thee." "Go wed your weddings with whom you will For I'm sure you'll never wed none with me." 11. "But I'll put a chain around his neck, And of right fine gold I'm sure it'll be That if ever he swims to the Norway lands, You'll know right well that your son he be." 12. You will marry a gunner good, And a right good gunner I'm sure he'll be But he'll go out on a May morning And he'll shoot the son and the grey selchie." 13. Oh she has married a gunner good, And a right good gunner it was he. But he went out on a fine May morning And he shot the seal and the grey selchie. He has taken the chain of gold And he did place it upon her knee 14. "Alas, alas, this woeful fate, This weary fate that's been laid on me." Oh, You have slain my good Hein Mailer An' her tender heart did break in three. |
Contributed by Chris Coe (chris_coe2 @ yahoo.co.uk) - 21.6.04
My first hearing of this ballad was an anglicised version of this text sung by Joan Baez to a recently composed tune (Richard Farina?) It's a story that I've wanted to sing for years, but fought shy of the language. In 1993 I was working with an experimental theatre company called Aztec, working on story-telling performances using spoken text, physical theatre/gestural work and live sound track ... ie. me, using voice, dulcimers, concertina and percussion. Our second piece was the Lady Odivere - which is a longer version of The Great Silkie. I think we used a base text from the Oxford Book of Ballads. It's a folk poem, and our original source was George Mackay Brown, An Orkney Tapestry, London, 1978, Chapter 5 'The Ballad Singer'. The sung ballad is only part of this much longer, and truly wonderful story/poem - which is well-worth checking out on DigiTrad Lady Odivere (Grey Silkie 3).
There is a text is in English and Scottish Popular Ballads - F J Child, "from the proceedings of the Society of Antiquaries of Scotland. Communicated by Capt F W LThomas. Written down by him from the dictation of a venerable lady of Snarra Voe, Shetland." But I eventually based my sung version (above) on the richer text in Bronson's Tunes of the English and Scottish Popular Ballads - refs: Otto Anderrson, Budkavlen (1947), with text contributed by Miss Gilchrist. Tune and text of 5th stanza sung by John Sinclair, Orkney Islands, 1938. The tune is wonderful, and Miss Gilchrist's text is also far easier to Anglicise.
Gilchrist Text, as printed in Bronson | My Alterations | |
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1. In Norway land there lived a maid “Hush, ba, loo, lillie” this maid began, “I know not where my baby's father is, whether by land or sea does he travel in.” 2. It happened on a certain day, when this fair lady fell fast asleep, that in and cam' a good grey selchie and set him down at her bed feet. 3. Saying “Awak', awak,'my pretty fair maid, for oh, how sound as thou dost sleep, and I'll tell thee where thy baby's father is, he's sitting close at thy bed feet.” 4. “I pray come tell to me thy name, Oh tell me where does thy dwelling be?” “My nameis good Hein Mailer I earn my livin' oot o' the sea. 5. “I am a man upon the land, I am a selchie in the sea, an' whin I'm far from every strand my dwelling is (in) Shool Skerry.” 6. “Alas, alas, this woeful fate, this weary fate that's been laid on me, that a man should come from the Wast o' Hoy to the Norway lands to have a bairn with me. 7. “My dear, I'll wed you with a ring, with a ring, my dear, will I wed with thee.” “Thoo may go wed thee weddens wi' whom thoo wilt, for I'm sure thoo'll never wed none wi' me.” 8."Thoo will nurse my little wee son for seven long years upon thy knee, an' at the end o' seven long years I'll come back and pay the nursing fee.” 9.She's nursed her little wee son for seven long years upon her knee; an' at the end o' seven long years he came back wi'gold and white monie. 10. He says, “My dear I'll wed thee wi' a ring, wi' a ring, my dear, I'll wed wi' thee.” “Thoo mat go wed thee weddens wi' whom thoo wilt, for I'm sure thoo'll never wed none wi' me.” 11. “But I'll put a gold chain around his neck, an' a gey good gold chain it'll be, that if ever he comes to the Norway lands, thoo may bae a gey good guess on he. 12. An' thoo will get a gunner good, an' a gey good gunner it will be, an' he'll gae out on a May morning an' shoot the son and the grey selchie.” 13. Oh she has got a gunner good, an' a gey good gunner it was he. An' he gaed oot on a May morning an' he shot the son and the grey selchie. Note: (inserted by Bronson? Gilchrist?) “When the gunner returned and showed the Norway woman the gold chain which he found round the neck of the young seal she realised that her son had perished, and gave expression to her sorrow in the last verse.” I've replaced this Note by a detail from the story of Lady Odivere: 14. “Alas, alas, this woeful fate, this weary fate that's been laid on me.” An' ance or twice she sobbed and sighed, an' her tender heart did brak in three. |
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Books:
Palmer, Everyman's Book of British Ballads pp.56-58
Buchan & Hall, Scottish Folksinger pp.100-101
Kinsley, Oxford Book of Ballads (1969 edn.) pp.91-93
Lyle, Scottish Ballads pp.124-125
Tocher 26 (1977) pp.97-100
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