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    Old Nursery Rhyme with “The worms crawled out, the worms crawled in”

    The Origin of The Worms Crawl In, The Worms Crawl Out

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    Old Nursery Rhyme with “The worms crawled out, the worms crawled in”

    Saturday, October 28th, 2006

    Since it’s the Halloween time of year, and I know that a lot of people out there are interested in the line, “The worms crawled in, the worms crawled out”, I’m going to talk a little more about the earliest sightings of this line in print.

    In my last blog entry, I mentioned that a similar line was seen in print in 1796, in a ballad called Alonzo the Brave and Fair Imogine, in a novel called The Monk, by Matthew Gregory Lewis.

    There was also a nursery rhyme, which can be found in Gammer Gurton’s Garland’s 1810 edition, that has a similar line. It’s hard to tell if the nursery rhyme came before The Monk, and that Lewis took the line from a rhyme he already knew, or vice versa.

    Here’s the nursery rhyme…

    There Was a Lady All Skin and Bone

    There was a lady all skin and bone,
    Sure such a lady was never known:
    It happened upon a certain day,
    This lady went to church to pray.

    When she came to the church stile,
    There she did rest a little while;
    When she came to the church yard,
    There the bells so loud she heard.

    When she came to the church door,
    She stopped to rest a little more;
    When she came to the church within,
    The parson prayed ‘gainst pride and sin.

    On looking up, on looking down,
    She saw a dead man on the ground;
    And from his nose unto his chin,
    The worms crawled out, the worms crawled in.*

    Then she unto the parson said,
    Shall I be so when I am dead?
    O yes! O yes! the parson said,
    You will be so when you are dead.

    *The Annotated Mother Goose quotes Gammer Gurton’s Garland, “This line has been adopted in the modern ballad of Alonzo and Fair Imogene.” Which implies that the nursery rhyme came first. Yet, from what I can tell, The Monk has the earliest use of the line in print.

    If anyone knows of any earlier sightings of this line, please let us know in the comments below.

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    Here you’ll find other versions of The Hearse Song or The Worms Crawled In, The Worms Crawled Out. Feel free to add the version you know in the comments.

    Next: The Old Women All Skin and Bones Song

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    The Origin of The Worms Crawl In, The Worms Crawl Out

    Thursday, October 26th, 2006

    Last year I posted a version of The Hearse Song that I sang as a kid. Many other people also remember this song. If you’re interested, you can read all the versions of The Worms Crawl in, The Worms Crawl Out that people sent me over the past year.

    Meanwhile, I found one of the earliest places the line, “The worms, they crept in, and the worms, they crept out” was seen in print. It was in a ballad called Alonzo the Brave and Fair Imogine. The ballad is from a gothic romance novel published in 1796. The novel is called The Monk by Matthew Gregory Lewis. (At the time it was published, The Monk was banned for its explicit nature.)

    The ballad of Alonzo the Brave and Fair Imogine tells the story of a young maiden who vows to love a warrior who’s going into battle. Even if he should die, she promises never to love another. To find out what happens when he does indeed die, read below! Here’s the ballad…

    ALONZO THE BRAVE, AND FAIR IMOGINE

    A Warrior so bold, and a Virgin so bright
    Conversed, as They sat on the green:
    They gazed on each other with tender delight;
    Alonzo the Brave was the name of the Knight,
    The Maid’s was the Fair Imogine.

    ‘And Oh!’ said the Youth, ’since to-morrow I go
    To fight in a far distant land,
    Your tears for my absence soon leaving to flow,
    Some Other will court you, and you will bestow
    On a wealthier Suitor your hand.’

    ‘Oh! hush these suspicions,’ Fair Imogine said,
    ‘Offensive to Love and to me!
    For if ye be living, or if ye be dead,
    I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead
    Shall Husband of Imogine be.

    ‘If e’er I by lust or by wealth led aside
    Forget my Alonzo the Brave,
    God grant, that to punish my falsehood and pride
    Your Ghost at the Marriage may sit by my side,
    May tax me with perjury, claim me as Bride,
    And bear me away to the Grave!’

    To Palestine hastened the Hero so bold;
    His Love, She lamented him sore:
    But scarce had a twelve-month elapsed, when behold,
    A Baron all covered with jewels and gold
    Arrived at Fair Imogine’s door.

    His treasure, his presents, his spacious domain
    Soon made her untrue to her vows:
    He dazzled her eyes; He bewildered her brain;
    He caught her affections so light and so vain,
    And carried her home as his Spouse.

    And now had the Marriage been blest by the Priest;
    The revelry now was begun:
    The Tables, they groaned with the weight of the Feast;
    Nor yet had the laughter and merriment ceased,
    When the Bell of the Castle told,–’One!’

    Then first with amazement Fair Imogine found
    That a Stranger was placed by her side: His air was terrific;
    He uttered no sound; He spoke not, He moved not,
    He looked not around,
    But earnestly gazed on the Bride.

    His vizor was closed, and gigantic his height;
    His armour was sable to view:
    All pleasure and laughter were hushed at his sight;
    The Dogs as They eyed him drew back in affright,
    The Lights in the chamber burned blue!

    His presence all bosoms appeared to dismay;
    The Guests sat in silence and fear.
    At length spoke the Bride, while She trembled;
    ‘I pray, Sir Knight, that your Helmet aside you would lay,
    And deign to partake of our chear.’

    The Lady is silent: The Stranger complies.
    His vizor lie slowly unclosed:
    Oh! God! what a sight met Fair Imogine’s eyes!
    What words can express her dismay and surprize,
    When a Skeleton’s head was exposed.

    All present then uttered a terrified shout;
    All turned with disgust from the scene.
    The worms, They crept in, and the worms, They crept out,
    And sported his eyes and his temples about,
    While the Spectre addressed Imogine.

    ‘Behold me, Thou false one! Behold me!’ He cried;
    ‘Remember Alonzo the Brave!
    God grants, that to punish thy falsehood and pride
    My Ghost at thy marriage should sit by thy side,
    Should tax thee with perjury, claim thee as Bride
    And bear thee away to the Grave!’

    Thus saying, his arms round the Lady He wound,
    While loudly She shrieked in dismay;
    Then sank with his prey through the wide-yawning ground:
    Nor ever again was Fair Imogine found,
    Or the Spectre who bore her away.

    Not long lived the Baron; and none since that time
    To inhabit the Castle presume:
    For Chronicles tell, that by order sublime
    There Imogine suffers the pain of her crime,
    And mourns her deplorable doom.

    At midnight four times in each year does her Spright
    When Mortals in slumber are bound,
    Arrayed in her bridal apparel of white,
    Appear in the Hall with the Skeleton-Knight,
    And shriek, as He whirls her around.

    While They drink out of skulls newly torn from the grave,
    Dancing round them the Spectres are seen:
    Their liquor is blood, and this horrible Stave
    They howl.–’To the health of Alonzo the Brave,
    And his Consort, the False Imogine!’

    The whole novel The Monk is available online at Project Gutenberg.

    If you’re looking for different versions of The Worms Crawled In check out the links at the top of the page above. Once you’re at those links, look for the Comments. That’s where people submit other versions.

    -Lisa

    NEXT: I’ll post an old nursery rhyme called There Was a Lady All Skin and Bone that was printed in 1810. It also contains the line “The worms crawl’d out, the worms crawl’d in.”

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