%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The ANSVVER to/ The London Lasses Folly:/ OR,/ The New=found Father Discover'd at the Camp./ You Maidens that are kind and free./ I plainly must confess;/ Be careful of Virginity,/ 'twill be your Happiness. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1683 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 09/27/2007 21251

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3.237 R227896 1 The Journey-man Shooe-maker Daniel Cooper The Journeyman Shoemaker YOu Maidens wild, that were beguil'd/ come listen to my Ditty, but could not tell the Father. [with variations] see also Pepys 3.236 Pepys 3.237 Wing A3418 Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 237 The ANSVVER to/ The London Lasses Folly:/ OR,/ The New=found Father Discover'd at the Camp./ You Maidens that are kind and free./ I plainly must confess;/ Be careful of Virginity,/ 'twill be your Happiness. The ANSWER to The London Lasses Folly: OR, The New-found Father Discover'd at the Camp. You Maidens that are kind and free. I plainly must confess; Be careful of Virginity, 'twill be your Happiness. The Answer to the London Lass's Folly: Or, the New-found Father Discovered at the Camp. You Maidens That Are Kind and Free. I plainly Must Confess; Be Careful of Virginity, It Will Be Your Happiness. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 193 x 330 cropped top and right edges, creased vertical rule and cast fleurons 1683 Printed for C. Dennisson, at the Statione[rs]/ Arms within Aldgate. C. Dennisson Weinstein: content

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 Taxonomy used by Pepys to Organize Ballads in Albums A Small Promiscuous Supplement Devotion & Morality Drinking & Good Fellowship History - True & Fabulous Humour, Frollicks &c Love Pleasant Love Pleasant and Unfortunate Love Unfortunate Marriage Sea State & Times Tragedy Various Subjects Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/health alcohol animals/nature appearance Bible/biblical figures buildings/architecture catastrophe children class clothing/fashion country/nation crime death economics/trade entertainment family/procreation folklore gender historical figures & events holidays/seasons infidelity law London love maritime marriage military/war monstrosity mythology/Classical world news nobility/court politics/government punishment religious concepts religious figures religious types & sects royalty rural life servitude sex/sexuality supernatural/magic The New World travel trickery/deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgarities/crass humor Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 9/27/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant advice country/nation family/procreation marriage sex/sexuality 9/27/07 Checker Cat Zusky Checked transcription and metadata, created XML, registered new ESTC number from BL site 6/21/07 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh Original transcription 8/27/04 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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Y Ou Maidens wild, that were beguil'd come listen to my Ditty, A story strange I will relate, was done in London City: I was a Damsel fair and free, or a wanton Miss more rather, I was beguil'd, and got with-Child, but could not tell the Father. But when I found my Belly swell, O what a case was I in? I then began for to provide some Clouts against Down-lying:
It troubled me exceedingly, I could by no means gather, Who me beguil'd, and got the Child, but now I have found the Father. In this sad plight, both day and night, my restless Brains were beating, Who it should be, that flattered me, and call'd me Love and Sweeting: Sometimes I thought a Carpenter , and then a Glover rather, But none of them did prove the Man, for now I have found the Father.
Neither was it a Butcher bold, no Baker nor no Brewer , While I in this sad pickle lay, what pains did I endure? No Serving-man I thought it was, and then my mind would waver, But now I find, content in mind, for I have, etc. So many Men I dealt withal, that I could not conjecture, Whether it were some Citizen, or some Debauched Hector; A Souldier bold, did me infold in Arms fast clutcht together, He, I believe, did me deceive, and needs must be the Father. Then to the Camp straightway went I, to see if I could view him, But tho' he stood before my eye, alas! I little knew him; He lookt on me, and blusht to see we two should meet together, My Belly great, he stroaked straight, and said he was the Father. O then my Boy did leap for joy, and I was much contented, That had long time, for this my Crime, been wofully tormented;
And in mine eyes, he joy espies, that we were met together, Away went I immediately, and married my Childs Father. Now let false Man say what he can, I Lawfully am Marry'd, If I could not have found him than, I grosly had miscarry'd; I'le say no more, that Danger's o're, and we well met together, Assuredly my Boy shall be a Souldier like his Father. He for his King and Country's right, shall be a Vindication, And manfully against them Fight, who would disturb the Nation; Then let us sing, God bless the King, and Subjects all together, I am, you see, from sorrow free, my Child has got a Father.
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Printed for C. Dennisson , at the Stationer[s] Arms within Aldgate .