COW

New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8182, 25 July 1912, Page 9

COW

A placid look is on lier face. Contentment in her lustrous eye. And in her body strength and grace. Twin virtues rare, perfected lie. 'Tis meet that Nature should euc.ov,' Our friend (now give three cheers.) tae Cow.

No fane nor tabernacle rich, Nor sacrificial altar white Is raised to deify the witch. But c-.rvico meek, fore dawn tail niyirt, Is hors oy right. None disavow The prior claims of Ma-duiue Cow.

Gaunt slavelings young nrirs in haste Ere yet the murk of night is flown. For sleep is time and labor-waste; In rest are seeds of mischief sown. They dedicate, with silent vow. The future Man to goddess Cow.

Her image fair is printed red In outline deep within his brain. And comes, an apparition dread. E'en when they whey-fat bog is slain. Nor suckling shrill nor bloated sow Obliterate the pictured Cow. It rises grim, a thing of hate, Beutr? the haggard eyes that look Unseeing at the written slate, And gazes from the printed book. Till slumber corrugates the brow With wretched dreams of phantom Cow

No rest is thoirs, no glad surcease, li’roui week to week and year to year; The Sabbath brings no thought of peace ; ' The day of rest is restless here. Mayhap to distant church the WowSer drives ’tweeo morn and evening Cow.

Speak not of training nor defence; Of politics ivo' savvy nought; The public debt may bo immense. And Joseph's title dearly bought; The only things that matter now Are me and (three 'cheers more!) tho COW ' JAMES COWAN. In tho'"Bulletin."