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This ballad opens with a stark, almost clinical statement of two parallel situations: a king imprisoned in Spain and Willie of Winsbury "long with his daughter at home." The latter phrase, delivered with a chilling lack of elaboration, immediately sets a tone of transgression and hidden unease. The narrative then pivots to a tense interrogation where the king questions his daughter Janet about her pallor. Her explanation is a surprising deflection: her "pale and wan" appearance is not due to sickness or a lover, but solely to her father's prolonged absence in Spain. This twist reframes the initial unsettling image, suggesting a deep, perhaps unhealthy, filial bond that has been disrupted by the king's geopolitical troubles. The core tension arises from the king's immediate suspicion of illicit relations and his daughter's seemingly innocent, yet deeply concerning, confession. His demand that she "stand naked upon the stone" to reveal her maidenhood is a brutal act of patriarchal control, designed to expose her supposed shame. Yet, when she complies, her physical description – "Her apron was low and her haunches were round" – is presented with a strange neutrality, focusing on her form rather than any sign of transgression. This juxtaposition of invasive scrutiny and objective description leaves the listener unsettled about the nature of the relationship and the king's motives. The lyrics employ a striking contrast between the perceived transgression and the ultimate resolution. When Willie of Winsbury is brought before the king, he is described in terms of ethereal beauty: clad in red silk with hair like gold and skin as white as milk. This visual presentation completely subverts the king's initial intent to punish him for defiling his daughter. The king's reaction is not outrage, but admiration, even desire: "if I was a woman, as I am a man / My bedfellow you would have been." This unexpected turn shifts the focus from incestuous suspicion to a celebration of Willie's allure, culminating in the king's offer of marriage and land. The effectiveness of these lyrics lies in their deliberate ambiguity and the subversion of expectations. What begins as a potential tale of incest and punishment transforms into a story where beauty and charm overcome societal norms and patriarchal authority. The king's final offer to make Janet "the lady of as much land / As she shall ride in a long summer's day" is a grand, almost fairy-tale conclusion, but it's built upon a foundation of deeply unsettling implications that linger long after the ballad ends. The song masterfully uses stark imagery and dialogue to create a narrative that is both shocking and strangely romantic.

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Willy o’ Winsbury

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[Verse 1] The king has been a prisoner And a prisoner long in Spain And Willie of the Winsbury Has lain long with his daughter at home [Verse 2] "What ails you, what ails you, my daughter Janet? Why you look so pale and wan? Oh, have you had any sore sickness Or yet been sleepin' with a man?" [Verse 3] "I have not had any sore sickness Nor yet been sleepin' with a man It is for you, my father dear For bidin' so long in Spain" [Verse 4] "Cast off, cast off your berry-brown gown You stand naked upon the stone That I may know you by your shape If you be a maiden or no" [Verse 5] And she's cast off her berry-brown gown She stood naked upon the stone Her apron was low and her haunches were round Her face was pale and wan [Verse 6] "Oh, was it with a lord or duke or knight Or a man of birth and fame Or was it with one of my serving men That's lately come out of Spain?" [Verse 7] "No, it wasn't with a lord, nor duke or knight Nor a man of birth and fame But it was with Willie of Winsbury I could bide no longer alone" [Verse 8] And the king has called on his merry men all By thirty and by three Says, "Fetch me this Willie of Winsbury For hanged he shall be" [Instrumental Verse] [Verse 9] But when he came the king before He was clad all in the red silk His hair was like the strands of gold His skin was as white as the milk [Verse 10] And "It is no wonder," said the king "That my daughter's love you did win For if I was a woman, as I am a man My bedfellow you would have been" [Verse 11] "And will you marry my daughter Janet By the truth of your right hand? Oh, will you marry my daughter Janet? I will make you the lord of my land" [Verse 12] "Oh yes, I will marry your daughter Janet By the truth of my right hand Why yes, I will marry your daughter Janet But I'll not be the lord of your land" [Verse 13] And he's mounted her on a milk-white steed And himself on a dapple grey He has made her the lady of as much land As she shall ride in a long summer's day

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Willy o’ Winsbury

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