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4.290 R187252 1 Cold and Raw Stingo; Oil of Barley; Cold and Raw Cold and Raw WHen Sol had left his weary Teams, / and turn'd his Steeds a grazing, Pepys 4.290 Wing R1864A 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: 290 ROGER'S Delight: / OR, / The WEST-Country Christning, and Gossipping. ROGER'S Delight: OR, The WEST-Country Christning, and Gossipping. Roger's Delight: Or, the West-Country Christening, and Gossipping. 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 190 x 310 ?cropped right edge, uneven inking vertical rules 1675-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby, I. Deacon, I. Blare, 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 4/10/2008 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Various Subjects children family/procreation rurallife sex/sexuality 04/09/08 Checker Rachel Mann Metadata updated, xml created 07/16/07 Checker Rachel Mann Ballad checked 02/05/07 Transcriber Talya Meyers Original transcription 9/1/2004 Bibliographer Maggie Sloan Bibliographic SQL Database Record Created
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WHen Sol had left his weary Teams, and turn'd his Steeds a grazing, Ten Fathom deep in Neptune's Streams, he his Thetis lay Embracing; The Stars tript in the Firmament, like School-Boys on a Play-day; The Country Lasses a Mumming went, like Milk-Maids on a May day.
Then a-pace grew on the grey Morn, when the Herds-man flocks were Lowing, And amongst the Poultry in the Barn, the Plow-man's Cocks were Crowing; Whilst Roger he dreamt of Golden Joys, was walk'd by a Rebel-rout Sir, But Cicely she tells him he needs must rise, for his Juggy was crying out Sir.
Not half so merry the Cup went round, as the Tapping of good Ale-Firkin, Then Roger his Hose and Shoes had found, and button'd his leathern Jerkin; Grey Mare was Saddl'd with wondrous speed, with Pillion and Buttock a-right Sir, And for an old Midwife away he rode, to bring the poor Kid to light Sir. Oh good Mother I pray get up, for the Fruits of my Labour it's now come, And there it lyes strugling in Juggy's Womb, but it cannot get out till you come. I'll help her, quoth the old Hag, ne'er doubt, thy Juggy shall be well again Boy, And Ise warrant that I'se get the Kid out as well as thou gott'st it in Boy. Grey Mare they mount, and away they ride, no Whip nor Spur was wanting; As soon as the old Hag entred the Room, then Hoop cry'd out the Bantling: A Female Chit, so small it was born, you might put it into a Flaggin, And it must be Christn'd that very Morn, for fear it should dye a Pagan. Then Robin and Doll with constant Kate were Gossips for this Great Christning, And the good Wives did merrily prate, whilst Juggy in Bed lay listning:
They talk'd of this, and they talk'd of that, of Chatting they were not sparing; Some said it was so small a Brat, that hardly it was worth the rearing. Then Roger he strutted about the Hall, as great as the Prince of Conde; What if her Parts they are but small, they will be bigger one-day: What if her Legs and Thighs lye close, as little as any Spider, You need not fear, e'er seventeen years, she'll lig them a little wider; For then she'll be a Woman grown, I'll lay Five pounds in Money, And have a little One of her own, as well as Jug my Honey: These will be joyfull days to see, I'll study for to advance her, That Juggy may a Granny be, then I shall be a Grand-sir. The Nappy Ale went fairly round, as brown as any Berry, With which the good Wives being Crown'd. they all was brisk and merry; Whilst Roger he turn'd Cups over his Thumb to every honest Neighbour, Saying, A Twelve-month hence pray come, once more to my Juggy's Labour.
Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Back.