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THE HEIFER by ANDRE MARIE CHENIER

First Line: OLD HERDER'S DAUGHTER, THOU WHOSE HANDS ARE SKILLED
Last Line: AND HOLD IT SLUNG UNTIL HER STORE BE SPENT.
Subject(s): COWS; MILK; MILKMEN; MILKMAIDS;
OLD herder's daughter, thou whose hands are skilled
To draw the teat till thirty bowls be filled,
Ware the red heifer with the sullen gaze
That goes companionless apart to graze.
Free, she will break away, untamed and fleet.
Not thro' thy fingers shalt thou draw her teat,
Unless thou hoist with skill a sleek limb bent
And hold it slung until her store be spent.



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