O Drimin Dhu Deelish, my kind Kerry cow, As black as the night with one star on her brow, For Drimin Dhu Deelish, the silk of the kine, For Drimin Dhu Deelish, I mourn and I pine. As O ru drimin dhu, och o ru agraw, As O ru drimin dhu, go dhu tu slaun! For when to the milking I'd call Drimin Dhu, 'Twas then like a deer down the mountain she flew; And ah, when beneath her the stool I would place, How oft on my shoulder she rubbed her soft face. As O ru, etc. And though sixteen gallons from Drimin would hail, And under my fingers froth up in the pail, She ne'er kicked one keeler away o'er the green, For no cow genteeler than Drimin was seen. As O ru, etc. The mountain bog slid and surprised Drimin Dhu, Though bravely she battled to break her way through; Till down, down she went, with a drizzen and drone, Poor Drimin Dhu Deelish, and left us alone. As O ru, etc. When other cows ailed in the wet and the cold, Our Drimin was evermore hearty and bold; Straight back and firm body and honey sweet breath, Mild eyes and grave manners, how could you know death? As O ru, etc. Oh, silk of the kine, when amongest us you stood, No milk was as fine and no butter as good, But oh, 'tis chill water and oh, tis dry scone, Since Drimin, since Drimin Dhu Deelish is gone! As O ru, etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPISTLE TO MR. MURRAY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON LIKE A LAVEROCK IN THE LIFT by JEAN INGELOW TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 10. THE TOYS by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE BETH GELERT; OR, THE GRAVE OF THE GREYHOUND by WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER PRAIRIE MUSIC by NELLIE COOLEY ALDER |