The Robin's Petition (1814)
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- Опубликовано: 5 фев 2025
- Apologies for some of my earliest concertina playing. We all had to do something during the pandemic!
The words were originally a children's poem from Maria Edgeworth's Continuation of Early Lessons (1814). It is part of the story "The Bee And The Cow" from her series of tales about "Rosamond"... but the poem itself is possibly older. A version with some more verses had already been published in 1802 in the Scots Magazine (p. 921). In 1814 John Whitaker added a melody and published it as a song. Whitaker (1776-1848; see Brown/Stratton 1897, pp. 443-4)
So, while the cold winter blasts its way across the country, here's our take on this beautiful song about a poor little robin begging to come in before it freezes to death in the cold.
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LYRICS:
When the leaves had forsaken the trees,
And the forests were chilly and bare
When the brooks were beginning to freeze,
And the snow wavered fast through the air,
A robin had fled from the wood,
To the snug habitation of man
On the threshold the wanderer stood
And thus [HER] petition began
"The snow's coming down very fast,
No shelter is found on the tree
When you hear this unpitying blast,
I ----- pray you take pity on me.
"The hips and the haws all are gone,
I can find neither berry nor sloe
The ground is as hard as a stone
And I'm almost buried in snow.
My dear little nest, once so neat
Is now empty, and ragged, and torn
On some tree, should I now take my seat
I'd be frozen quite fast before morn.
Oh! throw me a, morsel of bread
Take me in by the side of your fire
And when I am warmed and well-fed
I'll whistle without other hire.
"Till the sun is again shining bright
And the snow is all gone, let me stay
Oh see, what a terrible night
I shall die if you drive me away.
And when you come forth in the morn
and are walking and talking around
Oh, how will your bosom be torn
when you see me lie dead on the ground!
Then pity a poor little thing,
And throw me a part of your store
I'll fly off on the first day of spring,
And never will trouble you more."
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