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The Greensleeves Project

A new look at the well known Tudor ballad of Greensleeves, this video shows all the gifts presented to My Lady Greensleeves by her would-be lover. Often thought of as a romantic song, associated with Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn, Greensleeves is told from a man's point of view. We felt it was important to think about how the woman might have felt to be constantly bombarded with expensive and unasked-for presents. The first reference to Greensleeves is in 1580 during the reign of Elizabeth I. We've set our video in this period, and worked with a superb team of makers and historians to recreate My Lady Greensleeves' clothing, accessories, food, and other gifts as accurately as possible. Greensleeves: Eloise Pennycott The Lover: Callum Coates Music by Passamezzo Richard de Winter: tenor Robin Jeffrey: lute Sam Brown: lute Alison Kinder: bass viol Filmed at Athelhampton House and Tamarisk Farm by Bernadette Banner and Danny Banner. Directed by Tamsin Lewis In collaboration with Juliet Braidwood, Eva Burnett, Ivan Day, Serena Dyer, Noel Gieleghem, Rachel Jardine, Mally Ley, Constance Mackenzie, Ninya Mikhaila, Sally Pointer, Leo Todeschini and Sarah Thursfield. The Greensleeves Project is funded by the Janet Arnold Award from the Society of Antiquaries www.greensleevesproject.uk A new Courtly Sonet, of the Lady Greensleeues. To the new tune of Greensleeues. Alas my loue, ye do me wrong, to cast me off discurteously: And I haue loued you so long Delighting in your companie. Greensleeues was all my ioy, Greensleeues was my delight: Greensleeues was my heart of gold, And who but Ladie Greensleeues. I haue been readie at your hand, to grant what euer you would craue. I haue both waged life and land, your loue and good will for to haue. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. I bought three kerchers to thy head, that were wrought fine and gallantly: I kept thee both boord and bed, Which cost my purse wel fauouredly, Greensleeues was all my ioie, &c. I bought thee peticotes of the best, the cloth so fine as might be: I gaue thee iewels for thy chest, and all this cost I spent on thee. Greensleeues was all my ioie, &c. Thy smock of silk, both faire and white, with gold embrodered gorgeously: Thy peticote of Sendall right: and thus I bought thee gladly. Greensleeues was all my ioie, &c. Thy girdle of gold so red, with pearles bedecked sumptuously: The like no other lasses had, and yet thou wouldst not loue me, Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. Thy purse and eke thy gay guilt kniues, thy pincase gallant to the eie: No better wore the Burgesse wiues, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. Thy crimson stockings all of silk, with golde all wrought aboue the knee, Thy pumps as white as was the milk, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. Thy gown was of the grossie green, thy sleeues of Satten hanging by: Which made thee be our haruest Queen, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. Thy garters fringed with the golde, And siluer aglets hanging by, Which made thee blithe for to beholde, And yet thou wouldst not loue me. My gayest gelding I thee gaue, To ride where euer liked thee, No Ladie euer was so braue, And yet thou wouldst not loue me. My men were clothed all in green, And they did euer wait on thee: Al this was gallant to be seen, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. They set thee vp, they took thee downe, they serued thee with humilitie, Thy foote might not once touch the ground, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. For euerie morning when thou rose, I sent thee dainties orderly: To cheare thy stomack from all woes, and yet thou wouldst not loue me. Thou couldst desire no earthly thing. But stil thou hadst it readily: Thy musicke still to play and sing, And yet thou wouldst not loue me. And who did pay for all this geare, that thou didst spend when pleased thee? Euen I that am reiected here, and thou disdainst to loue me. Wel, I wil pray to God on hie, that thou my constancie maist see: And that yet once before I die, thou wilt vouchsafe to loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c. Greensleeues now farewel adue, God I pray to prosper thee: For I am stil thy louer true, come once againe and loue me. Greensleeues was all my ioy, &c.