Bard

In medieval Gaelic and British culture, a bard was a professional poet/story teller and music composer, employed by a patron, such as a monarch or nobleman, to commemorate one or more of the patron's ancestors and to praise the patron's own activities.

Originally a specific class of poet, contrasting with another class known as fili in Ireland and Highland Scotland, with the decline of living bardic tradition in the modern period the term "bard" acquired generic meanings of an epic author/singer/narrator, comparable with the terms in other cultures (azmari, minstrel, gayen, skald, scop, rhapsode, udgatar, griot, ashik) or any poets, especially famous ones. For example, William Shakespeare and Rabindranth Tagore are known as "the Bard of Avon" and "the Bard of Bengal" respectively.

Etymology and origin

The word is a Celtic loan word from Scottish Gaelic bàrd, Irish bard, Welsh bardd. In Scotland in the 16th century it was a derogatory term for an itinerant musician, but was later romanticised by Sir Walter Scott.

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Mary Mack

by: Bardic

Mary Mack's mother's making Mary Mack marry me, My mother's making me marry Mary Mack. I'm gonna marry Mary so my Mary will take care O' me, We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mary Mack. Now there's a nice wee lass and her name is Mary Mack, Make no mistake she's the girl I gonna take, And a lot of other fella's would get her on her back, but I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early.
Now this wee lass she has a lot of cash, she has a lot of brass...her father thinks I'm gas, I'd be a silly ass to let the matter pass, Her father thinks she suits me very fairly.
Mary Mack's mother's making Mary Mack marry me, My mother's making me marry Mary Mack. I'm gonna marry Mary so my Mary will take care O' me, We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mary Mack. Now there's a nice wee lass and her name is Mary Mack, Make no mistake she's the girl I gonna take, And a lot of other fella's would get her on her back, but I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early.
Now Mary and her mother gang an awful lot together, In fact you hardly ever she the one without the other, And all the fella's wonder is it Mary or her mother, Or both of them together that I'm courtin'.
Mary Mack's mother's making Mary Mack marry me, My mother's making me marry Mary Mack. I'm gonna marry Mary so my Mary will take care O' me, We'll all be feeling merry when I marry Mary Mack. Now there's a nice wee lass and her name is Mary Mack, Make no mistake she's the girl I gonna take, And a lot of other fella's would get her on her back, but I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early.
Now the weddin' day 's on Wednesday and everthing's arranged, Her name will soon be changed to mine unless her mind be changed, I'm making the arrangements I'm just about derranged For marriage is an awful undertaking!




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