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 a stir, she cannot come to him, he may to her. To a pleasant country tune, called, Colly my cow.
[London] : Printed for C. Passinger, at the seven stars in the new buildings on London-bridge,
[1680?]
Verse - "Little Tom Dogget,".
Place and date of publication from Wing CD-ROM, 1996.
Wing CD-ROM, 1996 gives range of dates: 1674-1683.
Tempnote L copy trimmed.
Tempnote Reproduction of original in the British Library.
Locations:  E  Copy notes: Matched from printed catalog. Shelfmark: Crawford Coll.
Wing (CD-ROM, 1996),
ESTC
Microfilm.
Microfilm.
Satire, English
Cows
Ballads, English