The cuckoo is a fine bird he sings as he flies,
He brings us good tidings and tells us no lies.
He sucks the sweet flowers to make his voice clear,
And the more he cries cuckoo, the summer is nigh.[4]
(In many American versions, the cuckoo patriotically "never sings 'cuckoo' till the fourth of July". In some ornithologically observant English versions "she sucks little birds' eggs to make her voice clear.")[5]
A young woman (usually - sometimes a young man) complains of the inconstancy of young men (or women) and the pain of losing in love. The song often consists mainly of "floating" verses (verses found in more than one song expressing common experiences and emotions), and apart from the constant cuckoo verse, usually sung at the beginning, there is no fixed order, though sometimes a verse sounds as if it is going to be the start of a story:
O, meeting is a pleasure and parting is a grief,
An unconstant lover is worse than a thief,
A thief can but rob you and take all you have,
An unconstant lover will bring you to the grave.[5]
Come all pretty maidens wherever you be,
Don't trust in young soldiers to any degree,
They will kiss you and court you, poor girls to deceive,
There's not one in twenty poor girls can believe.[4]
Come all you fair maidens take warning of me,
Don't place your affections on a sycamore tree,
For the top it will wither, and the roots they will die,
And if I'm forsaken, I know not for why.[7]
An Irish song, this uses a similar tune and starts with verses extolling the beauty of Bunclody, a town in Co. Wexford. The third verse is the standard "Cuckoo is a pretty bird" and after an adapted floating verse:
If I were a clerk
And I could write a good hand
I would write to my true love
So that she'd understand
That I am a young fellow
Who is wounded in love
Once I lived in Buncloudy [sic]
But now must remove.[8]
The cuckoo (Cuculus canorus) was until recent times a common visitor to the English countryside in spring and early summer, and its distinctive call was considered the first sign of spring. It is a nest parasite, and the female really does eat an egg of the host species when she lays her own egg in the nest. It is an important bird in folklore.
The cuckoo has traditionally been associated with sexual incontinence and infidelity.[9] An old name for the cuckoo was "cuckold's chorister",[10] and old broadsides played on the idea that the cuckoo's call was a reproach to husbands whose wives were unfaithful:
"The Cuckoo" was published as a broadside by London and provincial printers, but does not seem to have been common. Broadsides are not precisely dated, but the earliest in the Bodleian Ballad Collection was published between 1780 and 1812 CE, the latest before 1845. The broadside texts are similar, of five verses starting with a "Come all ye" warning about courting sailors and with the cuckoo appearing in the second verse.[12][13][14]
The song has been covered by many musicians in several different styles. In North America, an early notable recorded version was performed in 1929 by Appalachian folk musician Clarence Ashley with an unusual banjo tuning.[22]
Heard this today in Montgomery County PA. Unfortunately, someone was banging their shoe right next to me as I was recording most of it, but there's a sound before the banging and two after that sound like a cuckoo to me. I might just be hearing things though since I was listening to a Yellow-billed Cuckoo for over an hour earlier in the day at another location. First clip is the whole recording with the banging and second is just the two coos after the banging.
Hobart Smith sang Cuckoo Birdon his eponymous 1964 Folk-Legacy albumHobart Smith of Saltville, Virginiawhich was also released in 1969 in the UK on Topic asThe Old Timey Rap.George Armstrong and Fleming Brown noted:
Songs of the cuckoo are common in European folklore, the cuckoo beingconsidered a harbinger of Spring and, hence, an omen of hope and renewal.Cuckoo bird songs in the Anglo-American tradition usually revolve around thetheme of unrequited love with the verses about the bird corning in as a symbolof renewed hope.
Dave and Toni Arthur recordedThe Cuckoounder the assumed name of the Strollers for a Fontana pop-folk single issuedin July 1965. This single was included in 2009 on the CD reissue of theirTransatlantic LPMorning Stands on Tiptoe.
A combination of two traditional English cuckoo songs: the lyrics toMy Bonny Cuckoofrom the Shirley Collins version, and some lyrics from the oft-recordedThe CuckooorThe Coo-Coo Bird.The cuckoo, with its distinctive appearance and striking nest-usurpingbehaviour, features heavily in folklore, and is seen as the bringer ofspring.
Printed inFolk Songs of The Upper Thamesby Alfred Williams who collected this song from Elijah Iles inInglesham, Wiltshire. The cuckoo is long heralded as a bringer of spring;with its er unmistakable call and predatory behaviour it has quite a legacyin terms of folklore. I first heard one of my favourite folk singers,Anne Briggs, singing a version of The Cuckoo and have loved thesesongs ever since.
As I walked down by the side of a bush
I heard two birds whistling, the blackbird and the thrush.
I asked them the reason so merry they be,
And the answer they gave me, we are single and we are free.
As I walked down by the side of a bush
I heard two birds whistling, the blackbird and the thrush.
I asked them the reason so merry they be,
And the answer they gave me, we are single and free.
Oh, meeting is pleasure but parting is a grief
And a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief.
A thief can but rob you and take all you have,
But an false-hearted lover sends you to your grave.
Oh, meeting is pleasure but parting a grief,
An inconstant lover is worse than a thief.
For a thief will but rob you and take all you have,
But an inconstant lover will bring you to the grave.
In the middle of the ocean there grows a myrtle tree
And the green leaves will whither and the branches shall die
The leaves will whither and the roots they will decay
And a false-hearted lover will soon fade away
For meeting is a pleasure but parting it is a grief
An inconstant lover is worse than a thief.
For a thief he will but rob you, take all you have,
But an inconstant lover will send you to the grave.
So come all you fair and tender maids and a warning take by me,
And never try and build your nest at the top of a tall tree.
For the green leaves they will wither and the branches decay,
And the fair looks of a pretty young maid will soon fade away.
For meeting it is a pleasure but parting it is a grief
And an inconstant lover is far worse than a thief.
A thief he will but rob you and steal all you have,
But an inconstant lover will send you to the grave.
So all you young and tender maids come take a warning by me,
Never set your heart on a sycamore tree.
His green leaves they will wither, his roots they will decay,
And the fair looks of a pretty young maid will soon fade away.
When Triss wakes up after her accident, she knows that something is wrong. She is strangely, insatiably hungry; her hair is always full of leaves; her tears turn to cobwebs; and her younger sister Pen seems to hate her. Her parents are whispering behind closed doors, and she still can't remember what actually happened to her when she fell into the Grimmer. Even her diary is no help: when she opens it to try and remember, she finds that all the pages have been ripped out.
Soon, Triss realises that what has happened to her is stranger than anything she could ever have imagined. Her quest for the truth takes her and her sister on a frightening adventure into the sinister hidden underworld of the city.
This dark fairy-story from critically acclaimed author Frances Hardinge puts a richly imaginative spin on the old tales of changelings. Haunting, atmospheric and full of mystery, this is a beautifully-written and captivating novel. Sensitive readers beware: there are some genuinely chilling and disturbing scenes here; however, ambitious readers will relish this clever, complex and rewarding tale.
Frances Hardinge spent a large part of her childhood in a huge old house that inspired her to write strange stories from an early age. She read English at Oxford University, then got a job at a software company. However, a few years later a persistent friend finally managed to bully Frances into sending a few chapters of Fly by Night, her first children's novel, to a publisher. Macmillan made her an immediate offer. The book went on to publish to huge critical acclaim and win the Branford Boase First Novel Award. She has been nominated for, and won several other awards, being shortlisted for the prestigious Carnegie Medal for Cuckoo Song. She recently won the coveted Costa Book of the Year Award for The Lie Tree.
I thought this book was very interesting. it wasnt that interesting but got much better towards the end i wont give any spoilers but i am happy of how it ended. it had some tense moments which led to very good moments. i think you should read this book if you find dolls and creepy magic interesting.
I have recently read "Cuckoo Song" and I found it very thrilling yet strange. The first few chapters of the book make you feel slightly dazed and confused. As you get into the book, the story starts to unravel. When Triss is insanely hungry it makes you scared for her. Could she die? Is she ok? It puts questions in your mind. And how did she get all of the leaves in her hair? How could you explain her crying cobwebs? Is her sister evil? Jealous? Out to get her? Or is she trying to help Tri...
Triss has always been ill, but when she recover from her worse sickness yet, she finds herself very different from who she used to be. I would recommend this book to anyone who likes mystery, confusion and a hidden, slightly sinister twist.
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