When I was young my head was filled with all kinds of romantic notions, and I eagerly lapped up many touching 18th and 19th century traditional songs such as this. I laid up deep within my soul a treasure-house of beautiful phrases and heart-rending declarations of true love, fully expecting that I would be in need of them some day. Alas, it was never to be, for reasons that are perhaps self-evident – in any case ‘Mary and her gallant clerk’ doesn’t quite have the same ring to it. And despite everything that I now know, when I rediscovered this song the other night a flicker of sweet remembrance of those far-off days touched my heart. A sweet and melancholy beauty filled the night air, and settled gently upon my soul. ‘And when he saw her loyalty, and Mary so true-hearted/ He said: ‘Me darling, married we’ll be and nothing but death will part us/And when we’re in a foreign land/I’ll guard you, darling, with my right hand/ And hopes that God might stand a friend/With Mary and her gallant soldier’….. https://youtube/watch?v=KWJsjSnFj_c
Posted on: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 10:28:14 +0000
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