EBBA 33024
National Library of Scotland - Crawford
A Leicester-shire Frolick; Or, The valiant Cook-Maid. / Being a merry composed Jest of Five Taylors that had been at work till their Wages came to 5 / pounds, likewise a merry conceited Cook-maid that lived in the house, went to her Master and / desired him to lend her a horse, and she would venture her skill to take the 5 pound from these / five Taylors, without either Sword or Pistol, in a jesting way, to make her Master some sport / and to show her valour: her Master loving mirth more than sadness, agreed to it: so a Horse / was sadled, and other things to disguise her self, because she might not be known: away she / went (it being in the Evening) and met them before they got home, with nothing in her hand / but a black pudding, the faint-hearted Taylors delivered her their money very quietly, for fear / they should a been shot through with a Black pudding, and what followed after is expressed in / this following Ditty. | |
---|---|
Date Published | 1672-1696 ? |
Author | |
Standard Tune | |
Imprint | Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-Ball, in / Pye-Corner, near West-smithfield. |
License | With Allowance. |
Collection | National Library of Scotland - Crawford |
Location | National Library of Scotland |
Shelfmark | Crawford.EB.589 |
ESTC ID | |
Keyword Categories | |
MARC Record | |
Additional Information | |
Part 1 | |
Title | A Leicester-shire Frolick; Or, The valiant Cook-Maid. / Being a merry composed Jest of Five Taylors that had been at work till their Wages came to 5 / pounds, likewise a merry conceited Cook-maid that lived in the house, went to her Master and / desired him to lend her a horse, and she would venture her skill to take the 5 pound from these / five Taylors, without either Sword or Pistol, in a jesting way, to make her Master some sport / and to show her valour: her Master loving mirth more than sadness, agreed to it: so a Horse / was sadled, and other things to disguise her self, because she might not be known: away she / went (it being in the Evening) and met them before they got home, with nothing in her hand / but a black pudding, the faint-hearted Taylors delivered her their money very quietly, for fear / they should a been shot through with a Black pudding, and what followed after is expressed in / this following Ditty. |
Tune Imprint | Tune is, Ragged and torn. |
First Lines | I'Le tell you a pretty fine jest; / if that you do please it to hear, |
Refrain | O this was the valiant cook-maid, / without either Pistol or Gun, / But with a Black-pudding did fright, / five Taylors, and put them to'th run. |
Condition | |
Ornament |