New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-03-28
ERNEST SHARPE'S RECITAL.

For lovers of song literature the recital which Mr..
Ernest Sharpe gave In Mendelssohn Hall last Mon
day afternoon more interesting for its matter
than It's manner. Mr.. Sharpe Is bass singer. and
evidently of culture and good breeding.
tie bears himself with easy dignity the pla form
ana provides pleasing entertainment, but not
one that is likely attract either the injudicious
many or the judicious few because of its artistic
revelations. Mr.. Sharpe has a sonorous voice, and
his singing shows evidences of good training In
vocalizaton- Voices of the tmbre OF his gen
orally unwieldy but his Is not: yet his singing is
infiexible and inelastic for want of emotOnality.
Songs of vastly different character sound monet
onously alike coming from his throat.
Mr.. Sharpe opened with Handelian air. Honor
and Arms" after which he gave groups of classical
Italian airs. old English songs. German Lieder
and three songs by Americans-T. p Ryder. Hora-
ito w. Parker and c. b. Hawley Among his Eng
lsh songs sailors ''shanty." to which the
attention of the writer directed months
ago by the receipt of a number OF ballads they
have been preserved additionally in the family OF
DR. John H Doughty. OF Matteawan. n. Y The
ballad. both words and music. 20 The
Tribune by Miss Elizabeth NJ. Andrews. of Yonkers.
1t is one of a number of sea songs having The
Lowlands for refrain. In the version sung by
Mr.. Sharpe the ship is called the Golden Vanity.
and the melody Is stiff major tune. In the vari-
noted by Miss Andrews the ship is called the
Golden Willow Tree; the melody is in the minor
and bears resemblance to that OF the Golden
Vanity. The story Is the same. however An Eng
fish ship comes up with ship of the (Span-
sh in the first version. Turkish in the second), and
the cabin boy of the English ship offers sink
the enemy for reward (silver gold land my
only daughter your bride to be) He accomplishes
the feat by swimming to the enemy and boring
holes in her side. and is then left 10 drown
by the captain, who does not wish to redeem his
promise. Here the words of the ballad
have them from Miss Andrews:
There was ship a-sailing in the North Gogntree-
There was ship sailing IN The NTrth Countree
She sailing in the Iowlands lie low.
She was sailing in the Lowlands. low.
There was a ship a-sailing in the North COuntree-
ber Cryng s 4h me ia fb Ne SO 0Drea
BY the name of the Turkish Rogalee;
She was sailing in the Lowands, lie so low,
She was sailing in the Lowlands. low.
Then up spoke the captain of the Golden Willow
Crying. oh, the Lowlands lie so lowD
Then up spoke the captain of the Golden Willow
oh who will sink the Turkish Rogalee.
Who will sink her In the Lowlands, lie so low.
Who will sink her in the Lowlands low"
Then up spoke the cabin boy. likely lad was he
Then up spoke the Cabin boy likely lad Was he:
o 1 wi. wIIi sink the 1sa Turkish RogaIes o
l will sink her in the Lowlands. low"
Then he bent upon hi, his breast and away swan he
TIL he came TO the Turkish Rogalee;
She was lying in in the IOwiands. low
He had instrument that was fitted for the use
Crying Oh the Iowlands lie lowD
He had an Instrument that was fitted for the USE
And with Ii he bored nine holes once:
And he sunk her in the Lowlands lie low
And he sunk her in the 14Owlands. low.
Then he bent upon his breast and away swan he
Crying OH the Lowands lie Town
Then he bent upon his breast and away swan he,
TIL he came 10 the Golden Willow Tree:
She was sailing I'm the Lowands. lie low
She sailing In the Lowlands low
Now Captain o Captain come take me on
board
Crying Oh, the Iowlands lie so iowD
Now. Captain, Captain. take me on
board.
And be as good as your word afford:
For I've sunk her in the Lowlands lie so low
l have sunk her in the Iowands. lowr'
"Oh. no! | never will take you on board
Crying, oh! the Lowlands lie so lowO
"Oh, no. never will take board
Nor be good my. word AFFORD.
But I'll sink you in vie Lowlands lie so low
I will sink you in the Lowlands low!"
Then he flung him a rope the starboard side
Crying, OH the Eowlands lie so lowD
Then he flung him rope the starboard side
And with tt he sunk him low In the tide
And he left him in the Lowlands. lie so low
And he left him in the Lowlands. low.