A Monstrous shape. OR A shapeless Monster.  
A Description of a female creature borne in Holland, complete in every part, save only a head like a swine, who hath travailed into many parts, and is now to be seen in LONDON,  

she's loving, courteous, and effeminate,  
And ne'er as yet could find a loving mate.   
To the tune of the Spanish Pavin.  

 

OF horned Vulcan I have heard,  
His teeth were longer than his beard,  
Whose monstrous looks made all afeard  
which did that night behold him:  
And of transformed Actaeon,  
Which like a Hart in Forest ran,  
And how fair Lydia like a Swan transformed.   

Of Robin Goodfellow also,  
Which was a servant long ago,  
The Queen of Fairies doth it know,  
and hindered him in fashion:  
She knew not what she did herself,  
She changed him like a Fairy elf,  
For all his money, goods, and pelf,  
she gulled him.   

But yet be brisk you Yonkers bold,  
And list to what I shall unfold,  
Such news afore was never told,  
as I will now relate:  
My subject is of such a Girl,  
That hath both silver, gold, and pearl,  
Yet never will be for an Earl  
right fitted.   

This Urokin as I understand,  
Is now arrived from Dutchland,  
And hath as much gold at command  
that she would wish or crave:  
Her portion threescore thousand pound,  
Both corn and cattle on her ground,  
As good as any may be found  
in Holland.   

Besides, a dainty Lass is she,  
A Boor's daughter in the Low-countrieses,  
Her mother is in her degree  
a very proper Fro,  
And all the Tribe from whence she came  
Call her fair Pigs nigh by her name,  
You'll say they have reason for the same  
hereafter.   

To describe her from top to toe,  
I purpose now for to do so,  
And show how neatly she doth go  
when young men come a wooing:  
She shows her pretty heel and foot,  
A dainty leg adjoining to't,  
Her stockings stik, if that will do't  
she cares not.    

The second part, To the same tune.  
 
 

HEr person it is strait and tall,  
A lily white hand, her fingers small  
Makes her the handsomest wench of all  
that ever her father got:  
In handsomeness she doth excel  
Both bouncing Kate, and bonny Nell,  
In dancing she doth bear the bell  
of many.   

So choice of fare she is indeed,  
As oft as she doth stand in need,  
A silver trough she hath to feed,  
when ever she wants victual:  
The silver trough is strait brought out  
Wherein she puts her dainty snout,  
And sweetly sucks till all is out  
of action.   

And to speak further for her grace,  
She hath a dainty white swine's face,  
Which shows that she came of a race  
that loved fat pork and bacon:  
Yet would I not her kindred wrong,  
Her nose I think is two foot long,  
Also her breath is very strong  
and fulsome.   

Yet let no party her despise,  
She is furnished with two pigs nies,  
Though something of the largest size▪  
they do become her neatly,  
Her ears hang lolling toward the ground  
More fairer than a masty hound,  
Thus are her fortunes still renowned  
by hearsay.   

Great store of suitors every day,  
Resort unto her as they say,  
But who shall get this girl away,  
as yet I do not know:  
But thus much I dare undertake,  
If any do a wife her make,  
It is only for her money's sake  
he loves her.   

If any young man long to see  
This creature wheresoever she be,  
I would have him be ruled by me,  
and not to be too forward,  
Lest ye at last should far the worse,  
Although she have a golden purse,  
She is not fit to be a nurse  
in England.   
L. P.   
FINIS.   

Printed by M. F. for The: Lambert, and are to be sold at the sign of the Horse shoe in Smithfield.