%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / Well-shap'd West-Country Lass, / Set forth in her Proper Shapes and Qualities. / She is so Fair in her Degree, / that most she does surpass, / I fear that many now will be / in Love with this Fair Lass. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1688-1688 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/10/2018 35718

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R186357 1 Cavalilly Man. Cavalilly Man Cavalilly Man. HI=ho my heart it is light, / I han't saw my Love since last Saturday night, And this is my Love d'ye like her ho? [with variation] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. : THE / Well-shap'd West-Country Lass, / Set forth in her Proper Shapes and Qualities. / She is so Fair in her Degree, / that most she does surpass, / I fear that many now will be / in Love with this Fair Lass. THE Well-shap’d West-Country Lass, Set forth in her Proper Shapes and Qualities. She is so Fair in her Degree, that most she does surpass, I fear that many now will be in Love with this Fair Lass. THE Well-shaped West-Country Lass, Set forth in her Proper Shapes and Qualities. She is so Fair in her Degree, that most she does surpass, I fear that many now will be in Love with this Fair Lass. 1688-1688 P. Brooksby. J. Deacon, / [J. Blare. J. Back.]

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HI-ho my heart it is light, I han't saw my Love since last Saturday night, If I should meet her she and I should fight; And this is my Love d'ye like her ho? Her Hair is as White as a Ravens Feather, Her Skin is like to New Tann'd Leather, The Dogs all fight when she comes hither; [and this is] my Love, etc.
She has two little Eyes in her head, As big as two Half-penny Loaves of bread, And every night she Shits in Bed, And this is my Love, etc. Her Teeth are long, and nothing white Liking to the Claws of a Kite, I never could Kiss her for fear she should bite; And this is my Love, etc.
Her Mouth is of a notable size, Will hold a Peck and half at twice, She says she has a bigger between her Thighs And this is my Love, etc. Her Nose is long, which do's her adorn, In fashion like a Shooing-Horn, You never saw such a one since you were born, And this is my Love, etc. Her Duggs are made of Stretching Leather, Just like unto an Old Cow's Udder, To suckle the Devil she'd make a good Mother, And this is my Love, etc. But if I shou'd speak of her Leg and Foot, I know you wou'd all have a fancy to't, Her small may compare to a Trooper's Jack-Boot And this is my Love, etc. My Jewel she is a sweet Amorous Lass, Last Wednesday night is so come to pass, She stuck a light Candle into her Arse; And this is my Love, etc. My Love she has gotten a delicate Spring; Her Smock she do's wet that the same you may wring It has a sweet Scent, Sir, as strong as Old-Ling: And this is my Love, etc. Sometimes to her Lodging I softly do creep, And there I behold her lye all of a heap,, She Fysts and she Fizzles, and Farts in her sleep: And this is my Love, etc. One day she happen'd to be at a Feast, Her Stomach I tell ye, is none of the least, And there she did twist like a Cormorant Beast: And this is my Love, etc. Her Mouth is so large there's none can excell it, A lusty good Buttock of Beef will but fill it, Besides she's as strait as a crooked Billet: And this is my Love, etc. Her Feet with her Sweat is Greasie and Fat, Her Shoes and her Stockings she daily do's rat, Her Toes are as long as the Tail of a Cat: And this is my Love, etc. I now having spoke of this Lass fair and gay, My friends I do tell ye, I fear, by my fay, That some of these Young-men will steal her away; If you fall in Love with my Dear, Hi-ho.
Printed for P. Brooksby. J Deacon,