Now call me master!—I obey the call.”
Then from the window look’d the valley o’er,
And never saw it look so rich before.
He viewed the dairy, view’d the men at plough, }
With other eyes, with other feelings now, }
And with a new-formed taste found beauty in a cow. }
The distant swain who drove the plough along
Was a good useful slave, and passing strong!
In short, the view was pleasing, nay, was fine: 70
“Good as my father’s, excellent as mine!”