“In a Garden so Green” ~Anonymous (17th century Scotland)
BRIAN KAY IS THE ARRANGER
Performed by Ronn McFarlane & Ayreheart with Sarah Pillow - guest vocalist

Ayreheart:
Ronn McFarlane - lute
Will Morris - colascione
Mattias Rucht - percussion

The majority of compositions written through the Middle Ages and Renaissance are by people long forgotten, and attribution often remains a problem. The composers of many songs, dances, and marches that were basic to daily life are nameless. In the realm of early secular music, a village musician might fabricate a dance tune that became popular. Learned by other players by ear, the tune would pass from village to hamlet, and from peer group to generation. The dance’s origin would become obscure, even within the composer’s life. Some pieces were calculatingly published anonymously for political or personal reasons, and many dodgy publishers simply ‘forgot’ to name their composers, thus evading the annoyance of paying them for their work. This some may date back to 1662 in a Scottish collection of Songs & Fancies. It is an older example of a courtly song turned folk: it came by way of oral tradition, but was once written for someone of noble birth. ~Michael Spencer

Song Text:

In a garden so green, in a May morening
Heard I my lady pleen of paramours.
Said she, my love so sweet, come you not yet nor yet?
Heght young me to meet amongst the flowrs?
Elore, Elore, I love my lusty love, Elore lo.

The skies upspringis, the dew down dingis,
The sweet larks singis their hours of prime.
Phoebus upsprentius, joy to rest wentis
Lost mine intent is and gone’s the time,
Elore, Elore, I love my lusty love, Elore lo.

Danger my dead is, false fortune my feid is,
langour my leed is, and hope I despair.
Disdaine my desyris, so strangeness my feir is,
deceit out of weir is, adew I fare.
Elore, Elore, I love my lusty love, Elore lo.

Then to my lady swyth did I my presence kyth.
Saying, My bird be blyth, am I not yours?
So in my arms two did I my lusty jo
And kiss her tymis mo then night hes hours,
Elore, Elore, I love my lusty love, Elore lo.

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