Rogers renown: or, the fourth and last merry ditty of cold and raw Shewing, how his vertuous wife, the...

The down-right [sic] vvooing of honest John & Betty To the tune of, Cold and raw. This may be printed, R.P. by E. W.

The down-ight [sic] vvooing of honest John & Betty. To the tune of, Cold and raw. This may be printed, R.P. by E. W.

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The Lusty Fryer of Flanders; how in a nunnery at the city of Gaunt this Fryer got thirty nuns with child in three weeks time, and afterwards made his escape To the tune of, Cold and raw.

Lusty Fryer of Flanders; how in a nunnery at the city of Gaunt this Fryer got thirty nuns with child in three weeks time, and afterwards made his escape. To the tune of, Cold and raw.

“…Cold and raw.…”
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The northern ditty or, the Scotsman outwitted by the country damsel. To which is added, a second part. Shewing how she leap'd into the river, and rode away with his money. To a new Scots tune; or, cold and raw the north did blow. by D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723

Heartless Harry: or, dolls earnest desire to be marryed. She was in haste those joys to taste, which does in wedlock flow; but Harry's care made him forbear, till she did money show. Tune of, cold and raw. Licensed according to order

The Wealthy farmers choice, or, The beautiful damosels fortunate marriage Fair beauty bright, was his delight, He would not wed for gold; in his loves face, each charming grace, his fancy did behold. To the tune of Cold and raw. This may be printed, R.P.

Wealthy farmers choice, or, The beautiful damosels fortunate marriage. Fair beauty bright, was his delight, He would not wed for gold; in his loves face, each charming grace, his fancy did behold. To the tune of Cold and raw. This may be printed, R.P.

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The northern ditty: or, the Scotch-man out-witted by the country damsel To which is added, a second part. Shewing how she leapt into the river and rid away with all his gold and silver. To a excellent new scotch tune: or, cold and raw the north did blow, &c. by D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723

The London jilts lamentation, or, a hue-and-cry after a find lac'd [sic] smock, she now in thread-bare garment goes, and does to ruin run for since she lost her smock and cloaths, she's utterly undone. To the tune of, cold and raw. This may be printed, R.P.