Lord Lovel- Roberts (VA) 1919 Davis B
[From Davis; Traditional Ballads of Virginia; 1929. His notes follow.
R. Matteson 2014]
20. LORD LOVEL
(Child, No. 75)
For a general introduction to Nos. 18, 19, and 20, see the head-note to No. 18.
The wide popularity of "Lord Lovel" in America has frequently been mentioned, as in the head-notes of Cox and Reed Smith. The thirty-seven items of the Virginia collection can be more succinctly represented here because they all belong to a single version, and because several variants are almost identical. They all agree in the general outlines of the story differ only in minor details and in phraseology. There are, however, some remarkably interesting minor variations. The thoughts that came into Lord Lovel's mind, for instance are sometimes "languishing," but also "lingering," "laughing," "angry," "anguish," "strange," "languid," and "languish," and the church whose bells are tolling is sometimes "St. Pancras," but also "St. Patrick's," " St. Pauthry's," "St. Varney's," " St. Vincent's," " St. Mary's," and " St. Rebecca." The lovers preserve their names with some constancy. Lady Nancybell (variously spelled is only once Lady Annie, later Lady Annie the belle, which is quite close to the Ouncebell of Child A; and Lord Lovel slips only once, and quite naturally, into Lord Lover.
The Virginia texts are all closely related, in phraseology and in story, to Child H. The story is familiar. Lord Lovel tends his horse at his castle gate, when up comes Lady Nancybell to bid her lover good speed. In answer to her inquiries, he tells her that he is going strange countries for to see, and for what length of time he will be gone. In one text, A, she says that his intended stay is too long, and that she will be dead when he returns. Lord Lovel goes, but before his intended stay is up he languishes for Lady Nancybell and returns. In London he is greeted by funeral bells and is told the name of the dead, Lady Nancybell. He has the grave opened and the shroud turned back that he may kiss the dead, and himself dies of grief. They are buried near one another, and the rose and brier, springing from their graves, entwine their branches as a sign of love transcending death.
Miss Mary Johnston, the novelist, in a letter to Dr. Smith, of the Virginia Folk-Lore Society, tells of hearing a mountain woman sing the first two lines of "Lord Lovel" thus:
Lord Lovel stood at his cassy-gate,
A-combing his milk-white speed.
"It is probable," Dr. Smith explains, "that 'steed,' meaning nothing to the hearer, found itself easily replaied by the equally meaningless 'speed,' while 'cassy,' which often appears as 'casten' related itself vaguely in the singer's mind with the 'cast' of 'cast-iron.' " But the substitution of "cassy" for "castle" does not need such elaborate explanation. The ways of popular
etymology are strange.
The four melodies, all much alike, are rather lilting, even tripping, with their double or triple repetition of the last word of the fourth line, followed by the repetition of the line. They are quite out of harmony with the deep tragedy of the ballad. To sing the tune is to mitigate the tragedy, perhaps even to run the risk of burlesquing it.
Parodies of "Lord Lovel" may be partially attributed to the tune, but also to the nature of the story. As Child says, " 'Lord Lovel' is peculiarly such a ballad as Orsino likes and praises: it is silly sooth, like the old age. Therefore a gross taste has taken pleasure in parodying it. But there are people in the world who are amused even with a burlesque of Othello." A Civil war
parody about Abe Lincoln, from oral tradition in Virginia, forms a perhaps excusable appendix to the ballad. Cox refers to various parodies in his head-note, p. 78.
For American texts, see Barry, No. 14; Belden, No.6 (fragment); Brown, p. 9 (North Carolina);. Bulletin, Nos. 2-10; Campbell and Sharp, No. 19 (North Carolina); Child, V, 294 (Massachusetts); Cox, No. 12; Jones, p. 301; Journal, xVIII:, 291 (Barry, Massachusetts, Connecticut, fragment and melody, Rhode Island, fragment, melody reprinted from Mus. 401, 2, Harvard
University Library); XIX, 283 (Belden, Missouri, version reprinted from Mr. Ashby's ballad-book); XXIV, 337 (Barry, melody only from Hudson MS. No. 336); XXXI, 352 (Pound, Nebraska, fragment); XXXVI 143 (Tolman and Eddy, Ohio, fragment and melody); Pound, Syllabus, p. 9, (fragment); Pound, Ballads, No. 2; Sandburg, p. 70 (South carolina) Scarborough, p. 55 (North Carolina, text and melody); Shearin, p. 3; Shearin and Combs, p. 8; shoemaker, p. 149; Reed Smith, No. 6; Reed Smith, Ballads, No. 6. Parody satirizing a Confederate officer, Belden, No. 128. Confederate parody substituting Lincoln for Lovel, Bulletin, No. 6, p. 6. For additional references, see Cox, p.78; Journal, XXIX, 160; XXXVI 343.
B. "Lord Lovel." collected by Miss Alfreda M. peel. Sung by Mrs. John Roberts, of Roanoke, Va. Roanoke County. October 19, 1919. with music.
1. Lord Lovel stood at his castle gate,
Combing his milk-white steed,
Lady Nancy Bell came riding by,
Wishing her lover good speed, speed, speed,
Wishing her lover good speed.
2. "Oh, where are you going, Lord Lovel?" she cried,
"Oh, where are you going?" cried she;
"I am going away, my Lady Nancybell,
Strange countries for to see, see, see."
Strange countries for to see.
3. "When will you return, Lord Lovel?" she cried,
"Oh, when will you return?" cried she;
"In a year or two, or three or more,
I'll be back to my Lady Nancy, -cy, -cy,
I'll be back to my Lady Nancy."
4. He had not been gone a year and a day,
Strange countries for to see,
When a languishing thought came into his mind,
Lady Nancybell he would go see, see, see
Lady Nancybell he would go see.
5. So he rode and he rode on his milk-white steed,
Till he came to London town,
And there he heard St. Vincent's bell,
And the people all mourning round, -round, -round,
And the people all mourning round.
6. "Is there anyone dead?" Lord Lovel, he said,
"Is there anyone dead?" said he;
"A Lord's daughter is dead," the people all said,
And some said, "Lady Nancy-cy-cy,"
And some said, "Lady Nancy."
7. He ordered the coffin straightway to be opened,
And the shroud to be folded down;
And there he kissed her pale cold lips,
And the tears came trickling down, down, down,
And the tears came trickling down.
8. Lady Nancy she died, it might be today,
Lord Lovel died tomorrow;
Lady Nancybell died of pure, pure love
Lord Lovel he died of sorrow,-orrow,-orrow,
Lord Lovel he died of sorrow.
9. They buried them in the new churchyard,
Lady Nancy, Lord Lovel beside her,
And on her breast there grew a red rose,
And on his breast a green briar, -riar, -riar,
And on his breast a green briar.
10. They grew, and they grew, to the new church tower,
Till they could grow no higher;
And there they entwined in a true lovers' knot,
For all true loves to admire, -rire, -rire,
For all true loves to admire.