HAM/05/33/01	The Bold Lieutenant
HAM-02-245.gif	Hammond's field notes - tunes
HAM-01-696.gif	Hammond's field notes - words
HAM-05-098.gif	Purslow's transcription - tune
HAM-05-099.gif	Purslow's transcription - words
HAM-05-100.gif	Purslow's transcription - broadside text

[this file:] HAM-05-33-01.rtf

HAM-02-245.gif	Hammond's field notes - tunes
[page numbered, printed in top right corner:] 49
[left of title:] 545
[title:] 'The Den of Lions' (Bold Lieutentant)
[right of title:] Mrs Russell of Upwey
[text between staves:] Oh then up-spoke a young lieu-ten-ant So bold as he could speak or stand "Ma-
dam, Mad-am here's a man in pres-ence, Ma-dam, Ma-dam, here's a man in pre-sence, Will
fetch your fan, for you he'll die.
[afer tune:] Words D.VII p 77 [number unclear]
 
HAM-01-696.gif	Hammond's field notes - words
[page numbered, top right:] 77.
[verso, opposite title:]
See Folk Songs fron somerset. No. 56. The Bold Lieutenant
[recto:]
[above and left of title:] Tune 548
[above title:] D.807
[title:] 'Bold Lieutenant'
[right of title:] Mrs. Russell
All in the den she threw her fan
Oh! which of you will wed a lady } bis
or which of you will fetch my fan

Oh! then up-spoke a young lieutenant
Madam your offer I dont approve
for sure there is so many a danger }
And I'll not venture for your love

Oh! then upspoke a bold young Captain
So bold as he could stand or speak
Madam, Madam here's a man in presence}
Will fetch your fan, for you he'll die.

Then he went down to den of lions
Where the beast were lurking so glum
Then he stooped down & the fan he gathered}
And soon he brought it safe away

She cried out 'My dearest jewel
You come & take the prize you've won

HAM-05-098.gif	Purslow's transcription - tune
[left of title:] 548
[title:] The Den of Lions
[below title, on a sticky label:] D 807
[right of title:] Mrs.Russell, Upwey
[text beneath staves:]
Oh! then up spoke a young lieu-ten-ant, so bold as he could speak or stand, "Ma-
dame, Madame, here's a man in pre-sence, Madame, Madame, here's a man in pre-sence, Will
fetch your fan, for you he'll die:
[initialled, bottom right:] FEP

HAM-05-099.gif	Purslow's transcription - words
[title:] THE BOLD LIEUTENANT.
[by hand, beneath title:] D807
Note-book D.VII. p.77. Mrs. Marina Russell,
	Upwey, Dorset.
	Jan/Feb. 1907.

All in the den she threw her fan,
Oh! which of you will wed a lady, (bls)
Or which of you will fetch my fan.

Oh! then up spoke a bold lieutenant,*
Madam, your offer I don't approve,
For sure there is so many a danger, (bis)
And I'll not venture for your love."

Oh! then up spoke a bold young captain,*
So bold as he could stand and speak,
"Madam, madam, here's a man in presence, (bis)
Will fetch your fan for you he'll die."

Then he went down to the den of lions,
Where the beast were looking so grim,
Then he stooped down and the fan he gathered,
And soon he brought it safe again.

She cried out "My dearest jewel,
You come and take the prize you've won."
- o - o - o -
See "Folk Songs from Somerset. " No.56. (H.E.D.H.-

[by hand:]
*Has Hammmond transposed these in his note book?
The verse written under the tune has 'lieutenant'
for verse 3, which agrees with standard versions.
This seems to be only half a tune.
	FEP
[typed:]
See copy of a broadside text attached.

HAM-05-100.gif	Purslow's transcription - broadside text
[in hand, top right:] With Dt.807
[title:] THE THE FAITHFUL LOVERS.
[right of title:] Bod. 2806 c 17.

Broadside by Wright, Printer, Smithfield, Birmingham.
Near to St. James there lived a lady,
She was of birth and high degree;
The finest beauty in London city,
Five hundred pounds a year had she;
But she was of a resolution
That no man her husband should be,
Unless it was some man of honour,
In the wars by land or sea.

There was two young squires, two young brothers,
Came this lady for to view,
With a double resolution
This young lady to pursue;
The one had a Captain's commission,
Under the command of Colonel Car,
The other was a lieutenant,
On board the Tiger man of war.
	V
Oh!then bespoke this youthful lady,
I can be but one man's bride,
Come to me tomorrow morning
And the matter I'll decide.
They went home till next morning,
Thinking on their fatal doom,
On their bed they lay musing,
Till the morning it was come.

When the morning it was coming
To this lady they did repair,
The next morning very early,
To this lady they went so fair.
Oh! then she bade her coach get ready,
And to the Tower away drove she,
There to spend one single hour,
All the rarities to see.

Lions they were fiercely roaring
Which put this lady in (a) swound
For the space of three long hours,
But when she had her senses found;
When she had herself recovered,
Into the den she threw her fan,
Saying, Which of you will wed a lady,
Or which of you will fetch my fan?

Then bespoke the faint hearted captain,
Of your offer I don't apporve, [sic]
Madam there is so many dangers,
I will not venture for your love.
	continued....

HAM-05-101.gif	Purslow's transcription - broadside text

Then bespoke the bid lieutenant,
With a voice so loud and high,
Madam, here is a man present,
Will fetch your fan or die.

Into the den he straightway entered,
Where the beasts they looked so grim,
But still the man he grew more bolder,
And he looked as grim as them;
But when they saw the man was loyal,
Down before his feet they lay,
Then he stooped, and the fan he gathered,
And he brought it safe away.

When she found the man was coming,
And no harm to him was done,
Then she said, My dearest jewel,
Come and take the prize youlve won.
Then bespoke the faint hearted captain,
Like some man deranged in mind,
Saying, Unto some shades and groves I'll wander,
Where no mortal shall me find.
-oooOooo-
The original is not subdividedinto verses, and I have
modernised the punctuation somewhat.

[This material prepared by P J Headford, Nov 2010]