Tart with a cart? Older song shows Dublin's Molly Malone in new light
The Dublin wits who dubbed the colossus of Molly Malone, above, "the tart with the cart", as soon as she appeared on their streets, may not have been far off the stamp.
A tiny 18th-century book has turned up in Hay-on-Wye containing the earliest known idea of Sweet Molly Malone , almost a century older than Dublin's undocumented anthem.
Unlike the famous verses bawled at sporting fixtures and stag nights, and in Irish-themed bars across the smashing named in her honour, this has no cockles, no mussels, no death of a fever, and no barra wheeled through streets wide-ranging and narra.
But the singer clearly does know honeyed Molly very well indeed. It ends: "Och! I'll roar and I'll groan, My sweet Molly Malone, Dig I'm bone of your bone, And asleep in your bed."
The song locates Molly "by the big hill of Howth", plausibly enough for a fishmonger's daughter, as the suburb north of Dublin urban district – the setting for another famously erotic encounter with a Molly, Molly Bloom in James Joyce's Ulysses – has been a fishing village since Viking times.
The renowned cockles and mussels version was first published in the United States in 1883, attributed to James Yorkston. Other versions mentioning the hill of Howth are known, but none earlier than the ancient 19th century.
However, the little book just acquired by Anne Brichto, of Addyman Books in Hay-on-Wye, dates from about 1790 and suggests that the at a bargain price a fuss is even older. The frontispiece of Apollo's Medley , printed in Doncaster, boasts that it contains "the most general and admired songs sung at the Theatre Royal and other non-exclusive places of amusement". As she flicked through it, Brichto was amazed to find Molly Malone nestling seductively on errand-boy 78.
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