Most parts of the cow are useful and good,
For leather, for lanthorns, for candles, or food;
And before she is dead, we owe much to the cow,
Her uses are great—let us think of them now.
Every morning and evening how quiet she stands
When the farmer’s boy comes, stool and pail in his hands;
And when he returns with the milk fresh and sweet,
To most little children it proves a great treat.
Mama likes the cream to put into the tea,
And to make us nice puddings some milk there must be;
Then from milk we have butter and cheese too, you know,
So that all these good things we receive from the cow.
The cow has a horn, and the fish has a gill;
The horse has a hoof, and the duck has a bill;
The bird has a wing, that on high he may sail;
And the lion a mane, and the monkey a tail;
And they swim, or they fly, or they walk, or they eat,
With fin, or with wing, or with bill, or with feet.
And Charles has two hands, with five fingers to each,
On purpose to hold with, to work, and to reach;
No birds, beasts, or fishes, for work or for play,
Has anything half so convenient as they:
But if he don’t use them, and keep them in use,
He’d better have had but two legs like a goose.
There was a piper had a cow,
And he had nocht to give her,
He took his pipes and play’d a spring,
And bade the cow consider;
The cow consider’d with hersel’
That music wad ne’er fill her;
“Gie me a pickle clean ait-strae,
And sell your wind for siller.”
“Let us go to the wood,” says this pig;
“What to do there?” says that pig;
“To look for my mother,” says this pig;
“What to do with her?” says that pig;
“Kiss her to death,” says this pig.
CORNWALL