FRIGHTENED BY A COW.
I.
ne morning Miss Lucy,
As oft-times before,
Went out in the fields
With maid Ellenore:
II.
The sun shone so bright,
And the air was so still;
Not a breath could be raised
To turn the old mill.
III.
They walked through the fields
All sprinkled with dew,
Where the bright yellow flowers
Gave a charm to the view;
IV.
The birds sang so gayly
To bless the bright day,
And sweetly the baby
Talked and laughed by the way.
V.
Now Lucy knew well
There was naught to alarm—
Old Brindle was gentle,
And would do her no harm.
VI.
But the cow raised her head
And looked round so bold,
That she started and shrieked,
And made Ellenore scold.
VII.
Then the man at the mill
Rushed out in a fright,
And seeing Miss Lucy
All trembling and white,
VIII.
Said, "Have courage, young lady!
Pray cease your alarm;
Cows never will hurt you,
If you do them no harm."
IX.
Now the baby he prattled,
And begged for a ride;
He clapped his hands loudly,
And "Come, Mooly!" he cried;
X.
"Let me ride on your back
O'er the green fields so bright,
Where the busy bees hum—
Dear Mooly, you might.
XI.
"We'll ride o'er the hills
Where the lofty pines grow,
And through the green lanes
Of hawthorn we'll go;
XII.
"We'll ride through the groves
Where the happy birds play,
And sing a glad song
Of praise by the way."