HOW sweet the manger smells! The cows all listen With outstretched necks, and with impatient lowing; They greet the clover, their content now showing -- And how they lick their noses till they glisten! The velvet-coated beauties do not languish Beneath the morning's golden light that's breaking, The unexhausted spring of life awaking, Their golden eyes of velvet full of anguish. They patiently endure their pains. Bestowing Their sympathy, the other cows are ruing Their unproductive udders, and renewing At milking-time their labor and their lowing. And now I must deceive the darling bossy, -- With hand in milk must make it suck my finger. Its tender lips cling close like joys that linger, And feel so warm with dripping white and flossy. This very hand my people with devotion Do kiss, -- which paints and plays and writes, moreover, -- I would it had done naught but pile the clover To feed the kine that know no base emotion! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE GOOD GREAT MAN by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE MUTABILITY (2) by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY A BIT OF MULL by FREDERICK HENRY HERBERT ADLER WRITTEN ON THE DEATH OF OUR BELOVED GENERAL STONEWALL JACKSON by CAROLINE AUGUSTA BALL THREE PASTORAL ELEGIES: 1 by WILLIAM BASSE THE HALCYON BIRDS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TO A MISSIONARY, WHO ATTENDED ... MEETING OF BIBLE SOCIETY by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |