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- " Lord Randall ", or " Lord Randal ", (Roud 10, Child 12) is an Anglo - Scottish border ballad consisting of dialogue between a young Lord and his mother.
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‘Lord Randall’ is a famous poem from the Scottish oral tradition that appeared in written form in multiple English and other language variations beginning from the seventeenth century. These include Danish, German, Irish, and Swedish versions, as well as several more.
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"Lord Randall", or "Lord Randal", (Roud 10, Child 12) is an Anglo-Scottish border ballad [1] consisting of dialogue between a young Lord and his mother. [2] Similar ballads can be found across Europe in many languages, including Danish, German, Magyar, Irish, Swedish, and Wendish.
“Lord Randal” is a traditional Scottish ballad. Scholars believe its original source to be an Italian ballad, “L’Avvelenato.” The earliest printing of this Italian version exists in a 1629 advertisement for a performance by a singer in Verona, in which excerpts of the ballad appear.
Well, the answer is pretty simple. "Lord Randall" belongs to a group of songs and poems commonly called Anglo-Scottish ballads, or sometimes "border ballads" (the border in question being the one between England and Scotland).
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Nov 21, 2023 · Discover the folk ballad Lord Randall and read an in-depth Lord Randall summary. Explore an analysis of the ballad and examine its use of incremental repetition. Updated: 11/21/2023.
Poems. Read the poem text. Lord Randall. 'O where ha you been, Lord Randall, my son? And where ha you been, my handsome young man?' 'I ha been at the greenwood; mother, mak my bed soon, For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie down. 'An wha met ye there, Lord Randall, my son? An wha met you there, my handsome young man?'