Or drank of the stream which her thirst had relieved;
'Twas nothing to her how many, beside her,
Partook of the good Heaven had not denied her!
Sheep, Horses and Oxen—nay, even the Ass,
Though Southern, was welcome to crop the sweet grass.
With such a fine temper her coat was like silk,
And she yielded the richest abundance of milk.
Now it happened, one day, that the ill-favored hound
Was worrying pussy, who refuge had found
Near the Cow, who good-naturedly looked up, to view