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3.245 R227241 1 The Rant The Rant; Give Ear to a Frolicsome Ditty The Rant GOod People pray give your Attention,/ Unto this my new Hue=and=cry, Pepys 3.245 Wing L2902 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: 245 The London Lasses Hue=and=Cry/ After Her/ Dearly Beloved Robin,/ VVhom She unluckily lost last Saturday Night. The London Lasses Hue and Cry After Her Dearly Beloved Robin, VVhom She unluckily lost last Saturday Night. The London Lass's Hue and Cry After Her Dearly Beloved Robin, VVhom She Unluckily Lost Last Saturday Night. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 185 x 325 cropped left edge, damaged surface horizontal rule and cast fleurons 1675-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby, I. Deacon, I. Blare, and I. Back. P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back. PBA

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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 4/1/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Love Pleasant love sex/sexuality trickery/deceit 04/01/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph metadata added, xtml created 02/20/2008 Checker Patrick Ludolph checked transcription 06/23/2007 Transcriber Pavneet Aulakh original transcription 08/30/2004 Bibliographer Simone Chess Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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GOod People pray give your Attention, Unto this my new Hue-and-cry, Tis after my Love, and I'll mention his Form, and Apparrel, for why, Without him I can't be contented, he is the Sole-joy of my life, For him I have wept, and lamented, I fear I shall ne'er be a Wife.
O he is my joy, love and honey, I lost him last Saturday night, I'd give twenty Shillings in Money to those that can bring him to light. He has I must tell ye, two Faces, his Head it stands quite all awry, He Ambles, and hath all his Paces, likewise he is seven hands high.
YOu'll say that there is not a sweeter young man in the Kingdom than he, I now will describe e'ry Feature, if that you will listen to me. His Skin is as fair as tann'd Leather, likewise his sweet Face to adorn, His Nose and his Hat meets together turn'd up like a Sow-gelders-Horn. His Teeth they are black, green and yellow, those changeable Colours are fine, And like to the fair Crimson Tallow, his Cheeks too with Beauty does shine. His pretty sweet Mouth I admire, which froaths like a Tankard of Purl, The hair of his Head like soft Wire, you'll find them of Faggot-stick Curl, His pretty sweet Eyes like two Sawcers, has wounded my heart now I see, His Ears they stand out like tw[o] Dawcers, a pretty sweet Creature is he. Now having described his Beauty, his Body must no ways escape, For here I account it my Duty, to tell ye his delicate shape.
I think in the waste he is smaller than the largest size of a Drum, Besides I am sure he is taller by the head, than honest Tom Thumb. O he's a most delicate figure, his Hips they do stand out behind As broad as a Bushel and bigger, would I this sweet Creature could find. Some Villains his death has contracted, or he'd not have left me I'm sure, I shall go quite mad and distracted, this loss I can never endure. Look after my love Friends and mind him, his Age is about twenty five, A Guinny I'll give those that find him, and bring him now dead or alive. Perhaps they have prest my sweet Jewel, to give him an Officers place, But sure they wou'd ne'er be so cruel, to take such a pretty sweet face. Good People with pitty be fill'd, ho, and seek him all with one accord, Then come to the sign of the Dildoe, and there you shall have your Reward.
Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, and J. Back.