%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The POPLAR-Feast:/ OR,/ A CAT-PASTY./ Shewing how some Maids of Poplar, baked a Cat in a Pasty, and invited several young Seamen to the eating of it, with/ their Merriment and pasttime./ A Cat well baked in a pan,/ Is a Dish for any man;/ The Lasses of our town can tell,/ That Seamen love a Cat so well,/ That rather then they mean to beat her,/ They will roast her well, and eat her. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center Director Patricia Fumerton 1680-1690 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 08/20/2007 21845

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4.183 R187324 1 The English Travellers The English Travelers ALL you that love Pasty come hither to me/ here is the best Pasty that ever you see; Pepys 4.183 Wing P2960A 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. 4: 183 The POPLAR-Feast:/ OR,/ A CAT-PASTY./ Shewing how some Maids of Poplar, baked a Cat in a Pasty, and invited several young Seamen to the eating of it, with/ their Merriment and pasttime./ A Cat well baked in a pan,/ Is a Dish for any man;/ The Lasses of our town can tell,/ That Seamen love a Cat so well,/ That rather then they mean to beat her,/ They will roast her well, and eat her. The POPLAR-Feast: OR, A CAT-PASTY. Shewing how some Maids of Poplar, baked a Cat in a Pasty, and invited several young Seamen to the eating of it, with their Merriment and pastime. A Cat well baked in a pan, Is a Dish for any man; The Lasses of our town can tell, That Seamen love a Cat so well, That rather then they mean to beat her, They will roast her well, and eat her. The Poplar Feast: or, a Cat Pasty. Showing How Some Maids of Poplar, Baked a Cat in a Pasty, and Invited Several Young Seamen to the Eating of It, with Their Merriment and Pastime. A Cat Well Baked in a Pan, Is a Dish for Any Man; the Lasses of Our Town Can Tell, That Seamen Love a Cat So Well, That Rather Than They Mean to Beat Her, They Will Roast Her Well, and Eat Her. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, ?215 x 315 cropped right edge, uneven inking cast fleurons 1680-1690 Printed for C. Dennisson, at the Stationers-arms / with-in Aldgate. C. Dennisson. 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 8/20/2007 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Sea alcohol animals/nature entertainment vulgarities/crasshumor 08/20/2007 Checker Eugene Hart Entered into X-Ballad 09/18/2006 Transcriber Summer Star Original Transcription 10/29/2004 Bibliographer Liberty Stanavage Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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A LL you that love Pasty come hither to me, Here is the best Pasty that ever you see; A dish for a Seaman it is without doubt, Excelling a Gudgeon , a Carp , or a Trout . For Rarities greater no Mortal can wish, Well Cooked and Baked, and put into a Dish; If a man never wants no worse Victuals then this, I am certain they never can then so amiss. But to come to my story, i'le tell you no lie, Although I am tedious good people don't cry;
Have patience I pray you, you'l hearby and by, How neatly the Maidens new projects can try. In Poplar , of late, there was held a great Feast, The Maidens were jolly, to welcome there Guest; Good chear and good pastime, with great jollity, But Puss in her Majesty came by the Lee. These Maidens most carefully stript off the Skin, And pull'd out the Garbidge & intrails within; They cut off the head too, and thought it no sin, That Puss had been better she never had been.
They baked this Rabit so well in a pan, It seemed a dish for a right Gentleman; But neighbors I pray you to tell me therefore, If you ever heard of a daintier Feast before. At night the brisk gallants came in for to sup, Amongst their good chear they their Pesty cut up; And fed very heartily on what they had, But when they did know it, I thought they were mad When they had well eaten and dranken to boot, The maids to their pastime went merrily too't; They askt how they like their dainty fine fare, They wisht it were better, for welcome they were. They answered with countenance brisk and compleat, It is the best Coney that ever we eat; Then here's to the founder and confounder both, So sip it up Simon , 'tis very good Broth Then much good may do you, the maidens did cry, I'le tell you the truth Sir, and tell you no lye; The meat is well season'd but yet for all that, Be assured 'tis nothing but our fat Cat. Then straight on the table they threw down the head, Whereby they concluded poor Pussy was dead; Alas my poor Cat that did use to cry Mew, Although she was dead she did force them to spew. But they pritty well did recover the matter, And turned their fury into a great laughter: Resolv'd to requite it, with some pritty trick, And make the young Maidens and lasses as sick. They laughed and quaffed add turn'd it about At length they did make the poor maiden to pout; The Maid she did frown too, and seemed so stout, They drank off the Liquor before they went out. Pray Neighbors bemoan the hard hap of my Cat , Who ne'r will be able to catch any Rat; It cannot be holpen, let's home to our house, For crying won't help it, good-buy Mistriss Puss .
FINIS. This may be Printed, R.P. Printed for C. Dennisson , at the Stationers-arms with-in Aldgate.