No. 211: Bewick and Graham
[There are no known US or Canadian versions of this ballad.]
CONTENTS:
1. Child's Narrative
2. Footnote (Found at the end of Child's Narrative)
3. Brief (Kittredge)
4. Child's Ballad Text A a (Changes from A a to make A b- A h are found in End-Notes)
5. End-Notes
6. Additions and Corrections
ATTACHED PAGES (see left hand column):
1. Recordings & Info: 211. Bewick and Graham
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2. Sheet Music: 211. Bewick and Graham (Bronson gives one music example)
3. English and Other Versions (Including Child versions A a- A h with additional notes)]
Child's Narrative: 211. Bewick and Graham
A. a. 'The Song of Bewick and Grahame,' a stall-copy, in octavo, British Museum, 11621. e. 1. (4.)
b. A Remarkable and Memorable Song of Sir Robert Bewick and the Laird Graham,' broadside, Roxburghe Ballads, III, 624.
c. 'A Remarkable and Memorable Song of Sir Robert Bewick and the Laird Gra ham,' broadside, Percy papers.
d. 'Bewick and Graham's Garland,' M. Angus and Son, Newcastle, Bell Ballads, Abbotsford Library, P. 5, vol. i, No 60.
e. Broadside, in "A Jolly Book of Garlands collected by John Bell in Newcastle," No 29, Abbotsford Library, E. 1.
f. 'Bewick and Graham,' chapbook, Newcastle, W. Fordyce.
g. "Scotch Ballads, Materials for Border Minstrelsy," No 145, Abbotsford.
h. 'Chirstie Graeme,' the same, No 89.
No copy of this ballad earlier than the last century is known to me. The Museum Catalogue gives a conjectural date of 1740 to a and of 1720 to b, and, conjecturally again, as signs both to Newcastle, c, d, e are also without date, c may be as old as b; d, e are at least not old, and f is of this century. The ballad was given under the title 'Graeme and Bewick,' in Scott's Minstrelsy, 1803, III, 93, "from the recitation of a gentleman " who remembered it but imperfectly. In a succeeding edition, III, 66, 1833, deficiencies were partly supplied and some different readings adopted "from a copy obtained by the recitation of an ostler in Carlisle." The first copy (entitled 'Chirstie Graeme') was sent Scott by William Laidlaw, January 3, 1803 (Letters, vol. I, No 78), as taken down by him from the singing of Mr. Walter Grieve, in Craik, on Borthwick Water. It is preserved in "Scotch Ballads, Materials for Border Minstrelsy," No 89, Abbotsford (h); and in the same volume, No 145, is what is shown by internal evidence to be the ostler's copy (g). Both copies were indisputably derived from print, though h may have passed through several mouths, g agrees with b-f closely as to minute points of phraseology which it is difficult to believe that a reciter would have retained. It looks more like an immediate, though faulty, transcript from print. Of many deviations, though most may be chargeable to a bad copyist, or, if one pleases, a bad memory, others indicate an original which differed in some particulars from b-f; and the same may perhaps be true of h, which is, how ever, of only very trifling value.[1]
'The Brothers-in-Arms,' Maidment, Scotish Ballads and Songs, 1868, II, 150, is Scott's later copy.
Old Graham and old Bewick are drinking together at Carlisle. Graham proposes the health of their respective sons. Bewick demurs. Young Graham is no peer for young Bewick, who is good at both books and arms, whereas Graham is no scholar. Old Graham goes home mortified and angry, repeats to his son Christy what Bewick had said, and bids him, as he would have his blessing, prove that he can at least hold his own in a fight with young Bewick. Christy is 'faith and troth,' or sworn-brother, to young Bewick, and begs his father to forbear. The father insists; Christy may make his choice, to fight with young Bewick or with himself. Christy, upon reflection, concludes that it would be a less crime to kill his sworn-brother than to kill his father, but swears that, should it be his lot to kill his friend, he will never come home alive. He arms himself and goes to seek his comrade. Bewick, who has been teaching his five scholars their fence, and apparently also their psalms, is walking in his father's close, with his sword under his arm, and sees a man in armor riding towards him. Recognizing Graham, he welcomes him affectionately. Graham informs him that he has come to fight with him, rehearses the scene with old Graham, and puts by all his friend's remonstrances and the suggestion that the fathers may be reconciled through arbitrators. Forced to fight, Bewick vows, as Graham had done, that, if it be his fortune to kill his brother, he will never go home alive. Graham throws off his armor that he may have no advantage; they fight two hours with no result, and then Graham gives Bewick one of those 'ackward' strokes which have determined several duels in foregoing ballads. The wound is deadly; Bewick intreats Graham to fly the country; Graham swears that his vow shall be kept, leaps on his sword and is the first to die. Old Bewick comes up and is disposed to congratulate his son on his victory. Young Bewick begs him to make one grave for both, and to lay young Graham on the sunny side, for he had been the better man. The two fathers indulge in exclamations of grief.
I am persuaded that there was an older and better copy of this ballad than those which are extant. The story is so well composed, proportion is so well kept, on the whole, that it is reasonable to suppose that certain passages (as stanzas 3, 4, 50) may have suffered some injury. There are also phrases which are not up to the mark of the general style, as the hack-rhymester lines at 73, 192. But it is a fine-spirited ballad as it stands, and very infectious.
"The ballad is remarkable," observes Sir Walter Scott, "as containing probably the very latest allusion to the institution of brother hood in arms." And he goes on to say: "The quarrel of the two old chieftains over their wine is highly in character. Two generations have not elapsed [1803] since the custom of drinking deep and taking deadly revenge for slight offences produced very tragical events on the border; to which the custom of going armed to festive meetings contributed not a little."
Scott's later edition is translated by Loève-Veimars, p. 323; by Rosa Warrens, Schottische Volkslieder der Vorzeit, p. 99, No 22.
Footnote:
1. Somebody, perhaps J., the editor of The Common-Place Book of Ancient and Modern Ballad, etc., Edinburgh, 1824, attempted an improvement of the later edition of Scott's ballad. The recension was used by Loève-Veimars for his translation, and is given in his Popular Ballads and Songs from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Editions, Paris, 1825, p. 71. This copy, with variations, is found in the Campbell Manuscripts, I, 348. The alterations are mostly trivial.
Brief Description by George Lyman Kittredge
There was no doubt an older and better copy of this ballad than those which are extant, the earliest of which is of the eighteenth century. The story is so well composed, proportion is so well kept, on the whole, that it is reasonable to suppose that certain passages may have suffered some injury. But it is a fine-spirited ballad as it stands.
Child's Ballad Text (for versions A b- A h see End-Notes)
'The Song of Bewick and Grahame'- Version A a; Child 211 Bewick and Graham
a.'The Song of Bewick and Grahame,' a stall-copy, in octavo, British Museum, 11621. e. 1. (4.)
1 Old Grahame [he] is to Carlisle gone,
Where Sir Robert Bewick there met he;
In arms to the wine they are gone,
And drank till they were both merry.
2 Old Grahame he took up the cup,
And said, 'Brother Bewick, here's to thee;
And here's to our two sons at home,
For they live best in our country.'
3 'Nay, were thy son as good as mine,
And of some books he could but read,
With sword and buckler by his side,
To see how he could save his head,
4 'They might have been calld two bold brethren
Where ever they did go or ride;
They might [have] been calld two bold brethren,
They might have crackd the Border-side.
5 'Thy son is bad, and is but a lad,
And bully to my son cannot be;
For my son Bewick can both write and read,
Amd sure I am that cannot he.'
6 'I put him to school, but he would not learn,
I bought him books, but he would not read;
But my blessing he's never have
Till I see how his hand can save his head.'
7 Old Grahame called for an account,
And he askd what was for to pay;
There he paid a crown, so it went round,
Which was all for good wine and hay.
8 Old Grahame is into the stable gone,
Where stood thirty good steeds and three;
He's taken his own steed by the head,
And home rode he right wantonly.
9 When he came home, there did he espy,
A loving sight to spy or see,
There did he espy his own three sons,
Young Christy Grahame, the foremost was he.
10 There did he espy his own three sons,
Young Christy Grahame, the foremost was he:
'Where have you been all day, father,
That no counsel you would take by me?'
11 'Nay, I have been in Carlisle town,
Where Sir Robert Bewick there met me;
He said thou was bad, and calld thee a lad,
And a baffled man by thou I be.
12 'He said thou was bad, and calld thee a lad,
And bully to his son cannot be;
For his son Bewick can both write and read,
And sure I am that cannot thee.
13 'I put thee to school, but thou would not learn,
I bought thee books, but thou would not read;
But my blessing thou's never have
Till I see with Bewick thou can save thy head.'
14 'Oh, pray forbear, my father dear;
That ever such a thing should be!
Shall I venture my body in field to fight
With a man that's faith and troth to me?'
15 'What's that thou sayst, thou limmer loon?
Or how dare thou stand to speak to me?
If thou do not end this quarrel soon,
Here is my glove thou shalt fight me.'
16 Christy stoopd low unto the ground,
Unto the ground, as you'll understand:
'O father, put on your glove again,
The wind hath blown it from your hand.'
17 'What's that thou sayst, thou limmer loon?
Or how dare thou stand to speak to me?
If thou do not end this quarrel soon,
Here is my hand thou shalt fight me.'
18 Christy Grahame is to his chamber gone,
And for to study, as well might be,
Whether to fight with his father dear,
Or with his bully Bewick he.
19 'If it be [my] fortune my bully to kill,
As you shall boldly understand,
In every town that I ride through,
They'll say, There rides a brotherless man!
20 'Nay, for to kill my bully dear,
I think it will be a deadly sin;
And for to kill my father dear,
The blessing of heaven I neer shall win.
21 'O give me your blessing, father,' he said,
'And pray well for me to thrive;
If it be my fortune my bully to kill,
I swear I'll neer come home alive.'
22 He put on his back a good plate-jack,
And on his head a cap of steel,
With sword and buckler by his side;
O gin he did not become them well!
23 'O fare thee well, my father dear!
And fare thee well, thou Carlisle town!
If it be my fortune my bully to kill,
I swear I'll neer eat bread again.'
24 Now we'll leave talking of Christy Grahame,
And talk of him again belive;
But we will talk of bonny Bewick,
Where he was teaching his scholars five.
25 Now when he had learnd them well to fence,
To handle their swords without any doubt,
He's taken his own sword under his arm,
And walkd his father's close about.
26 He lookd between him and the sun,
To see what farleys he could see;
There he spy'd a man with armour on,
As he came riding over the lee.
27 'I wonder much what man yon be
That so boldly this way does come;
I think it is my nighest friend,
I think it is my bully Grahame.
28 'O welcome, O welcome, bully Grahame!
O man, thou art my dear, welcome!
O man, thou art my dear, welcome!
For I love thee best in Christendom.'
29 'Away, away, O bully Bewick,
And of thy bullyship let me be!
The day is come I never thought on;
Bully, I'm come here to fight with thee.'
30 'O no! not so, O bully Grahame!
That eer such a word should spoken be!
I was thy master, thou was my scholar:
So well as I have learn d thee.'
31 My father he was in Carlisle town,
Where thy father Bewick there met he;
He said I was bad, and he calld me a lad,
And a baffled man by thou I be.'
32 'Away, away, O bully Grahame.
And of all that talk, man, let us be!
We'll take three men of either side
To see if we can our fathers agree.'
33 'Away, away, O bully Bewick,
And of thy bullyship let me be!
But if thou be a man, as I trow thou art,
Come over this ditch and fight with me.'
34 'O no! not so, my bully Grahame!
That eer such a word should spoken be!
Shall I venture my body in field to fight
With a man that's faith and troth to me?'
35 'Away, away, O bully Bewick,
And of all that care, man, let us be!
If thou be a man, as I trow thou art,
Come over this ditch and fight with me.'
36 'Now, if it be my fortune thee, Grahame, to kill,
As God's will's, man, it all must be;
But if it be my fortune thee, Grahame, to kill,
'Tis home again I'll never gae.'
37 'Thou art of my mind then, bully Bewick,
And sworn-brethren will we be;
If thou be a man, as I trow thou art,
Come over this ditch and fight with me.'
38 He flang his cloak from [off] his shoulders,
His psalm-book out of his hand flang he,
He clapd his hand upon the hedge,
And oer lap he right wantonly.
39 When Grahame did see his bully come,
The salt tear stood long in his eye:
'Now needs must I say that thou art a man,
That dare venture thy body to fight with me.
40 'Now I have a harness on my back;
I know that thou hath none on thine;
But as little as thou hath on thy back,
Sure as little shall there be on mine.'
41 He flang his jack from off his back,
His steel cap from his head flang he;
He's taken his sword into his hand,
He's tyed his horse unto a tree.
42 Now they fell to it with two broa[d swords],
For two long hours fought Bewick [and he];
Much sweat was to be seen on them both,
But never a drop of blood to see.
43 'Now Grahame gave Bewick an ackward stroke,
An ackward stroke surely struck he;
He struck him now under the left breast,
Then down to the ground as dead fell he.
44 'Arise, arise, O bully Bewick,
Arise, and speak three words to me!
Whether this be thy deadly wound,
Or God and good surgeons will mend thee.'
45 'O horse, O horse, O bully Grahame,
And pray do get thee far from me!
Thy sword is sharp, it hath wounded my heart,
And so no further can I gae.
46 'O horse, O horse, O bully Grahame,
And get thee far from me with speed!
And get thee out of this country quite!
That none may know who's done the deed.'
47 'O if this be true, my bully dear,
The words that thou dost tell to me,
The vow I made, and the vow I'll keep;
I swear I'll be the first that die.
48 Then he stuck his sword in a moody-hill,
Where he lap thirty good foot and three;
First he bequeathed his soul to God,
And upon his own sword-point lap he.
49 Now Grahame he was the first that died,
And then came Robin Bewick to see;
'Arise, arise, O son!' he said,
'For I see thou's won the victory.
50 'Arise, arise, O son!' he said,
'For I see thou's won the victory:'
'[Father, co]uld ye not drunk your wine at home,
[And le]tten me and my brother be?
51 'Nay, dig a grave both low and wide,
And in it us two pray bury;
But bury my bully Grahame on the sun-side,
For I'm sure he's won the victory.'
52 Now we'll leave talking of these two brethren,
In Carlisle town where they lie slain,
And talk of these two good old men,
Where they were making a pitiful moan.
53 With that bespoke now Robin Bewick:
'O man, was I not much to blame?
I have lost one of the liveliest lads
That ever was bred unto my name.'
54 With that bespoke my good lord Grahame:
'O man, I have lost the better block;
I have lost my comfort and my joy,
I have lost my key, I have lost my lock.
55 'Had I gone through all Ladderdale,
And forty horse had set on me,
Had Christy Grahame been at my back,
So well as he woud guarded me.'
56 I have no more of my song to sing,
But two or three words to you I'll name;
But 'twill be talk'd in Carlisle town
That these two [old] men were all the blame.
End-Notes
a. The Song of Bewick and Grahame: containing an account how the Lord Grahame met with Sir Robert Bewick in the town of Carlisle, and, going to the tavern, a dispute happened betwixt them which of their sons was the better man; how Grahame rode away in a passion, and, meeting with his son, persuaded him to go and fight young Bewick, which he did accordingly; and how it prov'd both their deaths.
Licensd and enterd according to order.
24. love,
b-g have live; h, like us.
114. thou. Cf. 314.
134. you can.
182. might he.
251, 361, 401, 421, 431, 491. Nay for Now.
371. art in mind then.
b, c, e, f. art then of my mind.
402,4. of for on.
413. spear for sword: so b-f, but g, k, sword.
421,2, 503,4. The top comer is torn off: cf. b-f.
b-f. A remarkable and memorable Song [f, Remarkable and memorable History] of Sir Robert Bewick and the Laird Graham, giving an account of Laird Graham's meeting with Sir Robert Bewick in the town of Carlisle, and, they going to a tavern, a dispute happened betwixt them which of their sons was the best man. How Graham rode home in a passion, and caused his son to fight young Bewick, which proved their deaths.
11, b, c, d, e. he is. f. he has.
14. b. drink.
21. d. he wanting.
24. live best.
34. b. safe.
42. do go.
43. might have.
51. he is.
53,4. Wanting
64. how he can.
71. he calld.
72. what there was to.
74. b, d, e, f. good wanting.
81. is to.
91. came there he did.
92. d. spy.
101,2. wanting.
104. you'll take.
111. been at.
113,4. d. wanting.
113. f. wast. b. calld thou. e. he called.
114. b. a wanting, b, c, e, f. by thee.
121. d, f. wast. e. he called.
124. b, c, d, e. cannot be.
131. b, d, f. wouldst.
132. b, d, e, f. wouldst.
133. e. blessings.
134. d, e. see if with, b, d, e, f. thou canst.
143. d. in a.
151. d. you say, you. e. thou says.
152. d, e, f. dare you.
161. d, e. Christy he.
172. dare you. f. Or wanting.
173. If you.
182. might be. c. for no study, wrongly.
191. be my.
192. d. town as.
201. my brother.
202. it were.
204. d. blessings.
212. me then to.
214. b, d, e, f. I shall, b-f. never.
221. good old. b, d, e, f. jacket, c. jack.
224. weel.
231. b. O fare the torn away. d. weel.
232. b. And fa torn away.
234. c, d, e. I'll swear.
241. leave off. d, e, f. we leave.
242. b, c, f. of them.
251. b, d, e, f. Now, c. Nay. b-f. learned: well wanting.
252. own wanting.
261. b, c. between them.
263. b, c, d, e. espy'd. f. And espied.
272. doth.
273. b. is wanting.
281. my bully.
293. b, c, e, f. come that I neer. d. come neer.
294. b, c, d, e. come hither.
301. d. my bully.
303. b, d, e, f. and thou wast. c. and thou was.
304. b, c, d. as wanting. b. have wanting.
313. d, e, f. he wanting.
314. d, a wanting. f. by you.
322. all wanting.
323. on either, b, c. make.
333, 353, 373. b, c, e. I true.
333. d. thou be.
343. d. in a.
344. b. truth.
351. thou for O.
352. all that wanting.
361. b, c, d, e. Nay. f. Now.
362. will. b, c. almost.
363. f. But wanting.
364. d. I'd.
371. b, c, e, f. art then of my mind. d. then wanting.
372. d, e, f. we will.
381. from off. d. flung, b. shoulder.
382. b, c, d, e. book from off (d, from) his shoulders.
392. tears.
393. that wanting.
401. Nay.
402. none on. f. hast.
403. c, d, f. hast.
404. be on. f. Sure wanting.
411. jacket.
412. b, c, d, e. from off. f. cap of steel.
413. his spear.
421. b, d, e, f. Now. c. Nay. b-f. broad swords.
422. and he.
431. b, d, e, f. Now. c. Nay.
433. f. now wanting.
443. d, e. Were this to be.
453. b, c, f. it is. d. has wounded.
464. That not one.
471. Oh.
472. b, d, e. doth.
474. d, e, f. first to.
481. b, c. struck. b-f. mould hill.
482. b, c, d, e. Then he leapd. f. And he leapt. b-f. feet.
484. sword leapd he.
491. b, d, e, f. Now. c. Nay.
492. then Robert (d, e, f, Sir Robert) Bewick came. c. see wanting.
501,2. d, f. wanting.
503. b, c, d, e. Father, could you not drink. f. could not you drink.
504. And letten: my bully.
511. f. Now.
521. leave of, off: these bold.
522. they were.
531. b. c, d, e. Robert. b. Berwick.
541. d, e, f. laird.
551. Lauderdale.
552. d. horses set.
554. well he would have.
562. b, d, e, f. to you wanting. f. I will.
563. f. But wanting.
564. b, c. two old.
Readings found only in f which have an editorial character.
63. he shall.
124. And sure I cannot say that of thee.
133. thou shalt.
134. Till with Bewick thou canst.
224. And O he did become.
294. Bully wanting: I 'm hither come to fight with thee.
382. psalm-book from his pouch.
443. Is this to be thy deadly wound.
531. And now up spake Sir Robert Bewick.
541. With that up spake my good laird.
g. (Only partially collated.)
12. he is.
22. Billy Bewick.
24. leave ( = live).
52. billy, and always.
53,4. wanting.
64. see with Bewick he can. Cf. 134.
74. good wine, as in a, c.
101,2. wanting.
104. you will take.
124. cannot be.
131,2. would.
133. thou shall.
142. should spoken be. Cf. 302.
201. my brother.
202. think that were.
221. good ould jack.
241. leave of.
251, 361, 401, 421, 431, 441. Nay.
251. had teacht.
281. my billey.
301. my billy.
304. have teacht.
314. by thou.
351. thou for O.
362. will.
363. Nay for But.
371. then wanting.
381. from of his back.
382. book from his shoulders.
392. tear.
394. in feald to fight.
404. Sure wanting.
411. jacket from.
413. sword for spear: much better.
481. mould hill.
482. feet.
484. lept
504. my billy.
513. sunney side.
521. leave of: thease bould.
522. they were.
534. was born.
554. well he would a.
564. two old.
h. 22. like us best.
52. billie, and always.
413. he stuck his sword into the grund.
481. moudie hill.
513. on the sunny side.
The Common Place Book of Ancient and Modern Ballad, etc., p. 292, gives 18 thus:
Then Christie Graham 's to his chamber gane,
And his thoughts within him made him sick,
Whether he suld fight wi his auld father,
Or wi his billie, learnd Bewick.
Additions and Corrections
P. 144 a. Scott's improved copy first appeared in the third edition of the Minstrelsy, 1806, II, 277.