EBBA 36483
British Library - Collection of 225 Ballads
| 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 then 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 | British Library - Collection of 225 Ballads |
| Location | British Library |
| Shelfmark | C.22.f.6.(5.) |
| 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 then 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 | |