When Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting (Robert Lucas Pearsall)

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  • (Posted 2017-12-27)  CPDL #48192:         
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General Information

Title: When Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting
Composer: Robert Lucas Pearsall

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularGlee

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1853
    2nd published: 1877 in Novello's Part-Song Book (2nd series), Vol. 10, no. 289

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Original text and translations

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When Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting,
His bow was stout and strong
And nought that was game escaped him,
The bushes green among,
The Abbot of Beverly cried, "Oh, fie!"
As he rode out to dine with a knight hard by;

But Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting,
On the King's highway.
Who was the father of Allen-a-Dale?
His sire was a Saxon and Lord of the vale,
But the Normans came down with their proud chivalry,
And they robbed him, and slew him, and burnt his rooftree!

So Allen-a-Dale went a-hunting,
On the King's highway.
What was the calling of Allen-a-Dale?
He was a forester good,
A harper well skilled in ditty and tale,
And the comrade of bold Robin Hood!
And together they ranged the forest glade,
And shot their arrows free:
But because he could sing like a minstrel king,
Why, Allen's the boy, for me!