I Have No Hatred- Chadwick (AR) 1942 Randolph C

I Have No Hatred- Chadwick (AR) 1942 Randolph C

[From Randolph's Ozark Folksongs; Volume 1: British Ballads and Songs. Randolph takes no position on the debate about the classification of "Pretty Sally" but he places the ballads in his Child ballads section and seems to accept the ballads as versions of Child 295. Randolph's notes follow.

This version is missing the first opening and ending stanzas.

R. Matteson Jr. 2014]



40. PRETTY SALLY OF LONDON

Similar to several pieces reported from Virginia by Davis (Traditional Ballads of Virginia, pp. 537-543), who publishes them as variants of "The Brown Girl" (Child, English and the Popular Ballads, 1882-1898, No. 295). In this he follows the authority of Campbell and Sharp (English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians, 1917, No. 36) who recovered similar items in Virginia and in North Carolina. Barry, Eckstorm and Smyth (British Ballads from Maine, 1929, pp.418-425) print five texts from Maine, and consider it as a secondary form derived from Child 295. For other American references see Barry (JAFL 18, 1905, p. 295, Tolman (JAFL 29,1916, p. 17S), Cox (Folk-Songs of the South, 1925, pp. 366-370), Kirkland (Southern Folklore Quarterly 2, 1938, p. 79), who reports a "Rich Irish Lady" version, "Sally Dover" in Chappell (Folk-Songs of Roanoke and the Albermarle, 1939, pp. 75), Gardner (Ballads and Songs of Southern Michigan, 1939, pp. 150-151), Treat (JAFL 52, 1939, pp.  Belden (Ballads and, Songs, 1940, pp. 111-118), Brewster (Ballads and Songs of Indiana 1940, pp. 164-165), and "A Brave Irish Lady" in the Brown (North Carolina Folk-Lore collection.

C. [I Have No Hatred]
A fragment from Mrs. Maggie Chadwick, Springdale, Ark., March 2, 1942.

I have no hatred for you, or no other young man,
But to say that I love you, that's more than I can.
I would have you to retire, and stop your discourse,
For I never will marry you unless I am forced.

Six months had not come, six months had not passed,
Until we heard of this lady's misfortune at last.
She was all tangled in love she could not tell why,
She sent for this young man she once did deny.