The hair became smooth,
And the milk started running.
It spurted like a vein,
It issued forth like a well, and ran like a river.
III.
CHARM FOR A SUCKLING CALF.
I rose up early in the morning.
I took the sickle (scythe)
In my hand.
The hair became smooth,
And the milk started running.
It spurted like a vein,
It issued forth like a well, and ran like a river.
I rose up early in the morning.
I took the sickle (scythe)
In my hand.