"Haste To The Wedding"

No personal notes.

From The Session:

This tune has been recorded together with

• Father O’Flynn(lots of times)
• The German Beau(lots of times)
• Leslie’s(lots of times)
• The Connaughtman’s Rambles(a few times)
• The Irish Washerwoman(a few times)

Haste to the Wedding - Original Lyrics

The tune came from an operetta - The Elopement (1767)

Lyrics
Haste to the Wedding (Rural Felicity)

Come haste to the wedding ye friends and ye neighbors,
The lovers their bliss can no longer delay.
Forget all your sorrows your cares and your labors,
And let every heart beat with rapture today.
Come, come one and all, attend to my call,
And revel in pleasures that never can cloy.
Come see rural felicity,
Which love and innocence ever enjoy.

Let Envy, Let Pride, Let Hate & Ambition,
Still Crowd to, & beat at the breast of the Great,
To Such Wretched Passions we Give no admission,
But Leave them alone to the wise ones of State,
We Boast of No wealth, but Contentment & Health,
In mirth & in friends, our moments employ
Come See &c.
With Reason we taste of Each Heart Stirring pleasure,
With Reason we Drink of the full flowing Bowl,
Are Jocund & Gay, But ‘tis all within measure,
For fatal excess will enslave the free Soul,
Then Come at our bidding to this Happy wedding,
No Care Shall obtrude here, our Bliss to annoy,
Come See &c.

Collected from Eunice Carew’s songbook, 1790

# Posted by bsykes62 16 years ago.

McNulty Family Lyrics…
“Haste to the wedding, and haste to the wedding�
I sang as I sat at the window alone.
But Brohn, Oh dear, the thought I was dreadin’
– I’d not get a man and a place of me own.

I’d polish the fuser; I’d tidy the kitchen,
Me dress would look white as a stack in the snow,
And here by the window my skirt I was stitchin’,
For I’m very neat with the needle to sew.
What is the use of me mendin’ me finers
Until it is fit for a queen on her thrown.
Oh dear, there isn’t a sign of me gettin’ a man and a place of me own.

“Haste to the wedding, and haste to the wedding�
I sang as I sat at the window alone.
But Brohn, Oh dear, the thought I was dreadin’
– I’d not get a man and a place of me own.

T’was nearly made up once between me and Larry,
That lived on the mountain a port by the bounds,
With 45 acres of land and a quarnie,
He’d take me and welcome with 95 pounds.
When he couldn’t get it, He said we’d regret it,
Then he got wed to a widow in town.
Oh dear, I lost my repetitise sensible man with a house of his own.

“Haste to the wedding, and haste to the wedding�
I sang as I sat at the window alone.
But Brohn, Oh dear, the thought I was dreadin’
– I’d not get a man and a place of me own.

I found in my first cup of tea the next Monday
A lucky red tea leaf some stranger could call.
I tried seven times, he travelled on Sundays;
I wondered for what it was commin’ at all:
Who was it but Lancey last Sunday for Nancy,
Buried his mother last May in Kilcone.
Now dear, I’ll marry me fancy,
The boy of me heart with a place of his own.

“Haste to the wedding, and haste to the wedding�
Not long I’ll be sittin’ and singin’ alone.
Soon dear, with young Auntie Ridden,
I’ll run like a queen in a house of me own.

# Posted by apriloreilly13 12 years ago.

An early source for Haste….. Haste to the Wedding was notated in 1778 in the personal notebook of a Boston fiddler who had been an officer in the Continental Army. The tunes from his notebook were retrieved and published by music scholar Kate van Winkle Keller*. His version of Haste is almost note for note what we play today.

The fiddler’s name was…..! George Bush.

*Fiddle Tunes From the American Revolution: A Collection of Minuets, Country Dances, Marches, Airs, and Song Tunes From the Personal Notebook of an Officer in George Washington’s Army with Historical Background on Each Tune by Kate Van Winkle Keller (1992).

# Posted by mallette 7 years ago.

re: sets with Haste to the Wedding

We usually do Haste to the Wedding/I Buried My Wife and Danced on Her Grave. A nice fit from the conceptual point of view and the contrast between the two pieces is nice.

# Posted by Fred Sleator 7 years ago.