In Yorkshire Park- Robert Barratt (Dor) 1905 Hammond
[From Henry Hammond Manuscript Collection (HAM/3/11/9)
R. Matteson 2017]
In Yorkshire Park- sung by Robert Barratt of Piddletown (Puddletown), Dorset in Sept.-Oct. 1905. Collector: H.E.D. Hammond.
In Yorkshire Park, a man did dwell
A brisk young man, I knows him well
He courted me my love to gain
He's gone and left me full of pain
I went upstairs and made the bed
Laid myself down with nothing said
My mistress came to me and said
What is the matter, my pretty maid?
0 mistress mistress you little know
Of the sorry pain I undergo
You put your hand on my left breast[1]
[My fainting heart can take no rest]
"Some help, some help, for you fair maid
Some help, some help, for you with speed
No help, no help, no help I crave
Sweet William has brought me to my grave."
Then write a letter to your love with speed
Give him the question if he can read
As soon as the letter [was] read
Into the fire he threwed it a-speed.
"What a silly girl then she must be
For to think I love no one but she
Man was not made for one alone
Oh, it's my delight to hear her moan!"
Green leaves she gathered for her bed
And a feathery pillow for her head;
And the leaves that blow from tree to tree
Shall be a covering over she.