The country-mans lamentation for the death of his cow. A country swain of little wit one day, did kill his cow because she went astray: what's that to I or you, she was his own, but now the ass for his cow doth moan: most pineously methink he cries in vain, for now his cow,s [sic] free from hunger, and pain: what ails the fool to make so great o stir, she cannot come to him, he may to her. To a pleasant country tune, called, Colly my cow
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- Imprint
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London]: Printed for C. Passinger, at the seven stars in the new buildings, on London-bridge, [1680?
- Publication year
- 1674-1683
- ESTC No.
- R213996
- Grub Street ID
- 89327
- Description
- 1 sheet ([1] p.) : ill. (woodcuts) ; 1°.
- Note
- Verse - "Little Tom Dogget,"
Place and date of publication from Wing CD-ROM, 1996
Wing CD-ROM, 1996 gives range of dates: 1674-1683.