pelt n.
1. the human skin; thus in one’s pelt, naked.
The Changeling I i: She had rather wear my pelt tann’d in a pair Of dancing pumps [...] I know she hates me. | ||
Virgils Georgics III in Chalmers (1810) 319/2: A scabby tetter on their pelts will stick. | ||
Grose’s Classical Dict. of the Vulgar Tongue. | ||
‘Pharo’s Daughter’ n.p.: Old Pharo’s daughter went to bathe in style, / She tuk her dip and came unto the land / And for to dry her royal pelt she ran along the strand [BS]. | ||
Rhymes of a Rolling Stone 159: I’m trapped like a fox and I fear for my pelt. | ‘I’m Scared of it All’||
Cappy Ricks 27: How did you tan his pelt? | ||
Ulysses 240: He stood looking in at the two puckers stripped to their pelts. | ||
Age Of Consent 204: Ye have her in her pelt before me very eyes. | ||
Back to Ballygullion 180: Go in your pelt with your coat over your arm. | ||
At Night All Cats Are Grey 188: The way a decent modest girl could make such a disgrace of herself. To be found stretched out in your pelt on the floor. | ||
Down All the Days 11: Lying in their pelts on the big flat boat-shaped slab of rock in the middle of the river, toasting in the sun. | ||
Patriot Game (1985) 231: Hurts like hell when they take those pliers to your pelt, get the pellets dug out. | ||
Out After Dark 92: Why are you in your pelt? | ||
(con. 1930s) Shawlies, Echo Boys, the Marsh and the Lanes 89: I’d wash the children of a Saturday night. Fill up the old metal tub and they splashing around in it like seals in their pelts. | ||
I, Fatty 223: The only pelt he laid eyes on was Virginia’s. |
2. (US) a horse.
Goodbye to the Past 90: He’d heard that Ross had paid a pretty penny for that gelding and Ross had told somebody that now he had a horse to trim that damn old black pelt with! |
3. a human being.
Current Sl. V:3 10: Pelt, n. A girl. | ||
Hot to Trot 222: ‘She’s a scag.’ ‘Are you kidding, George? That’s a pelt and a half.’. |
4. (US) female pubic hair, thus by meton. the woman herself.
Slow Motion Riot 115: He keeps pointing to a white chart on a nearby easel that says ‘Post-Entry Level Training or PELTS,’ which I always thought was a derogatory term for women. | ||
(con. 1974) Crusader 242: [of an attractive undercover policewoman] David went to Captain Gertrude Schimmel, the unofficial doyenne of policewomen. ‘I need a real pelt,’ he told her. |