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The Cow is too well known, I fear, To need an introduction here. If She should parish [sic] from earth's face It would be hard to fill her place; For with the Cow would disappear So much that every one holds dear. Oh, think of all the Boots & Shoes Milk punches, Gladstone Bags & stews, And things too numerous to count, Oh, which, my child she is the Found. Let's hope, at least, the Fount may last until our generation's past. |
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Oliver Herford.
Elizabeth Stauffer Hamilton |