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Things I've Learned from British Folk Songs - part

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Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 10:30

*mutter* Well, the tune is quite jolly. And she did get a gold ring out of the deal, so not a total write off. Gwynne

Yvette

Yvette Report 16 Apr 2006 10:15

ROFLMAO :-)

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 10:14

All Around my Hat is quite jolly

Helen in Berkshire

Helen in Berkshire Report 16 Apr 2006 10:01

There must be some......scratches head and thinks........no, there aren't any!

ButtercupFields

ButtercupFields Report 16 Apr 2006 09:34

How about beware the guy who steals the maiden's bunch of thyme away? lol BC

Unknown

Unknown Report 16 Apr 2006 09:32

You want someone who stands and guards golden wheat. They're much more reliable.

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 09:27

Do not trust him, he probably has a Spanish maiden combing her hair by candle light tucked away somewhere.. Gwynne

JenRedPurple

JenRedPurple Report 16 Apr 2006 08:50

Bit demanding that fella. Now I'm leaning towards this guy who deals in Spanish Leather...

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 08:41

If he wants the shirt without a seam or needlework you could be in trouble.............

JenRedPurple

JenRedPurple Report 16 Apr 2006 08:30

:-)))) so this bloke asked me for a cambric shirt, and I thought, hang on a minute...

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 08:16

Don’t ignore warnings. If someone tells you to beware of Long Lankin, beware of him. If someone tells you not to go by Carterhaugh, stay away. Same goes for your mother asking you not to go out hunting on a particular day. Portents about weather, particularly when delivered by an old sailor who is not currently chatting up a country maid, are always worth heeding. Avoid navigable waterways. Don’t let yourself be talked into going down by the wild rippling water, the wan water, the salt sea shore, the strand, the lowlands low, the Burning Thames, and any area where the grass grows green on the banks of some pool. Cliffs overlooking navigable waterways aren’t safe either. Broom, as in the plant, should be given a wide berth. Stay away from the greenwood side, too. The flowing bowl is best quaffed at home. Don’t drink with strangers. Don’t drink alone. Don’t toss the cups or pass the jar about in bars where you haven’t arranged to keep a tab. Drinks of unusual or uncertain provenance should be viewed askance, especially if you’re offered them by charming members of the opposite sex. Finally, never get drunk and pass out in a bar called the “Cape Horn.” Members of press gangs seldom tell the truth. Recruiting sergeants will fib to you shamelessly. They are not your friends, even if they’re buying the drinks. Especially when they’re buying the drinks. If you’re drinking toasts, mention your One True Love early and often. If you’re a young lady, dressing yourself in men’s array and joining the army or the navy has all sorts of comic possibilities, but you yourself aren’t going to find it too darned humorous at the time. If you are an unmarried lady and have sex, you will get pregnant. No good will come of it. If you are physically unable to get pregnant due to being male, the girl you had sex with will get pregnant. No good will come of it. You’ll either kill her, or she’ll kill herself, or her husband/brother/father/uncle/cousin will kill you both. In any case her Doleful Ghost will make sure everyone finds out. You will either get hanged, kill yourself, or be carried off bodily by Satan. Your last words will begin “Come all ye.” If you are a young gentleman who had sex it is possible the girl won’t get pregnant. In those rare instances you will either get Saint Cynthia’s Fire or the Great Pox instead. No good will have come of it. New York Girls, like Liverpool Judies, like the ladies of Limehouse, Yarmouth, Portsmouth, Gosport, and/or Baltimore, know how to show sailors a good time, if by “good time” you mean losing all your money, your clothes, and your dignity. Note: All of these places are near navigable waterways. In practical terms this means that if you’re a sailor you’re screwed (and so are any young ladies you happen to meet). See also: Great Pox; Doleful Ghost. If you are a young lady do not allow young men into your garden. Or let them steal your thyme. Or agree to handle their ramrods while they’re hunting the bonny brown hare. Cuckoo’s nests are right out. And never stand sae the back o’ yer dress is up agin the wa’ (for if ye do ye may safely say yer thing-a-ma-jig’s awa’). Never let a stranger teach you a new game. No good will come of it. Sharing a boyfriend with your sister is a bad plan. Having more than one True Love at a time is a non-starter. If you’re a brunette, give up. Not that being a blonde will improve the odds much. If your name is Janet, change it.

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 16 Apr 2006 08:16

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