Songs of the Ridings

Small White Rose

A Dalesman's Litany


From Hull, Halifax, and Hell, good Lord deliver us.
A Yorkshire Proverb.
               
It's hard when fowks can't finnd their wark
    Wheer they've bin bred an' born;
When I were young I awlus thowt
    I'd bide 'mong t' roots an' corn.
But I've bin forced to work i' towns,
    So here's my litany:
Frae Hull, an' Halifax, an' Hell,
    Gooid Lord, deliver me!

When I were courtin' Mary Ann,
    T' owd squire, he says one day:
"I've got no bield for wedded fowks;
    Choose, wilt ta wed or stay?"
I couldn't gie up t' lass I loved,
    To t' town we had to flee:
Frae Hull, an' Halifax, an' Hell,
    Gooid Lord, deliver me!

I've wrowt i' Leeds an' Huthersfel',
    An' addled honest brass;
I' Bradforth, Keighley, Rotherham,
    I've kept my barns an' lass.
I've travelled all three Ridin's round,
    And once I went to sea:
Frae forges, mills, an' coalin' boats,
    Gooid Lord, deliver me!

I've walked at neet through Sheffield loans,
    'T were same as bein' i' Hell:
Furnaces thrast out tongues o' fire,
    An' roared like t' wind on t' fell.
I've sammed up coals i' Barnsley pits,
    Wi' muck up to my knee:
Frae Sheffield, Barnsley, Rotherham,
    Gooid Lord, deliver me!

I've seen grey fog creep ower Leeds Brig
    As thick as bastile soup;
I've lived wheer fowks were stowed away
    Like rabbits in a coop.
I've watched snow float down Bradforth Beck
    As black as ebiny:
Frae Hunslet, Holbeck, Wibsey Slack,
    Gooid Lord, deliver me!

But now, when all wer childer's fligged,
    To t' coontry we've coom back.
There's fotty mile o' heathery moor
    Twix' us an' t' coal-pit slack.
And when I sit ower t' fire at neet,
    I laugh an' shout wi' glee:
Frae Bradforth, Leeds, an Huthersfel',
Frae Hull, an' Halifax, an' Hell,
    T' gooid Lord's delivered me!



Small White Rose


Notes (arranged alphabetically)


Addled : earned (M)
Bastile : workhouse (M), (allusion to the French Bastille )
Bide : live, dwell; also: endure, put up with
Bield : shelter (M)
Bradforth : Bradford
Bradforth Beck : a small brook, or stream, running through the city
Brass : money
Brig : bridge
Coal-pit slack : coal mine spoil heap, or the generally dirty environment (slack is coal dross)
Fotty mile : forty miles (just over 64 km)
Huthersfel : Huddersfield
Kept my barns an' lass : provided for my children and wife
Loans : lanes (M)
Sammed : taken, lifted, caught, ... (many similar meanings)
Wer childer's fligged : our children have flown (Moorman has fledged)
Wrowt : wrought, worked


Explanations marked (M) are from Professor Moorman's original footnotes. Wherever possible, meanings have been checked in Dr Arnold Kellet's The Yorkshire Dictionary of Dialect, Tradition and Folklore (obtainable from the YDS), The Chambers Dictionary, and The Oxford English Dictionary. We have attempted at all times to be guided by context and to convey all probable intended meanings. We have not explained those words which differ only slightly in pronunciation and spelling from modern standard English.


Songs of the Ridings

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(C) David 2/9/2007

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