The Seaton Terrace Lass

This poem first appeared in the 1864 collection: The Collier Lad and other Songs and Ballads, where it was entitled The Collier Lass.  It was subsequently revised, re-named and included in the four collections of 1878, 1886, 1888 and 1892.  Seaton Terrace is near to Seaton Delaval, on the road towards Earsdon.  The poem is narrated by a 'Bebside laddie' and so may have been intended as a companion piece to the Lad of Bebside.

My love at Seaton Terrace dwells,
    A hale and hearty wight,
Who lilts away the summer day,
    Also the winter night;
The merriest bird with rapture stirr’d,
    Could never yet surpass
The melody awaken’d by
    The Seaton Terrace lass.

Her like is not in hall or cot;
    And you would vainly pass
From Tweed to Wear for one to peer
    The Seaton Terrace lass.

She’s graceful as a lily-wand,
    Right modest too is she’
And then ye’ll search in vain the land
    For one as fair as she;
And what she’ll do, with ease she’ll do,
    And still her manner has
A charm would make a stoic woo
    The Seaton Terrace lass. 

Discomfort flies her dark brown eyes,
    And when the men folk come
All black and weary from the pit,
    They find a welcome home:
Her brothers tease her, and a pride
    The father feeleth as
Again he meets, again he greets
    The Seaton Terrace lass. 

When day is past and night at last
    Begins to cloud the dell,
She’ll take her skiel and out she’ll steal,
    And meet me at the well;
Then, oh! how sweet the moments fleet -
    Yet sweeter shall they pass,
That night the Bebside laddie weds
    The Seaton Terrace lass.