Sheffield Park- E. Lawrence (Sus) 1912 Carey
[From Clive Carey Manuscript Collection (CC/1/152)
R. Matteson 2017]
Sheffield Park- sung by E. Lawrence of Midhurst, Sussex on Jan. 1, 1912. Collected by Clive Carey.
In Sheffield Park, O there did dwell
A rich young lad, I did love him well
He courted me my heart to gain
Now he's left me in grief and pain
I went upstairs for to make my bed
Laid myself down but nothing said
My mistress came to me and said
"O, what is the matter with you, my maid?"
0 mistress mistress you little know
What pain and sorrow I undergo
Put your right hand down on my left breast
My poor aching heart cannot take no rest.
My mistress came turned herself away,
Some help, some help, this maid did crave
No help, no help, then you shall have
Twas William stole my heart away
The n he wrote a letter and sent it with speed
He wrote it out that she might read,
No sooner did this the letter burned
Than to leave this fair maid to make her mourn."
How could my love so foolish be
To think I loves no one but she.
Man is not meant for one alone
I take delight for to hear her mourn."
Down in the greenwood she did go
A-gathering flowers all how they grow
Of ev'ry sort that she did pull
Till she had gathered her apron full.
She gathered green grass for her bed.
And a flowery pillow all for her head;
And the leaves that blows all from tree to tree,
Shall be the covering all over me.