Quotes
Quotes about Cows
Where the bee sucks, there suck I;
In a cowslip's bell I lie.
Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes
That on the green turf suck the honied showers,
And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies,
The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine,
The white pink, and the pansy freakt with jet,
The glowing violet,
The musk-rose, and the well-attir'd woodbine,
With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head,
And every flower that sad embroidery wears.
Let's grow marijuana instead of cows in West Canada. (re a 30 million dollar bust in an abandoned Ontario brewery).
The streams, rejoiced that winter's work is done, Talk of to-morrow's cowslips as they run. - Ebenezer Elliott ("The Corn Law Rhymer"),
the train rolls by the cows grazing in the meadows .. and they hear the moos the frightened cries of their fellows captive in the cars.
You may rezoloot till the cows come home.
I warrant you lay abed till the cows came home.
Smiled like yon knot of cowslips on a cliff.
Yet soon fair Spring shall give another scene. And yellow cowslips gild the level green.
And wild-scatter'd cowslips bedeck the green dale.
Ilk cowslip cup shall kep a tear.
The cowslip is a country wench.
Thus I set my printless feet O'er the cowslip's velvet head, That bends not as I tread.
The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness, and nothing teems But hateful docks, rough thistles, kecksies, burrs, Losing both beauty and utility.
The cowslips tall her pensioners be. In their gold coats spots you see: Those be rubies, fairy favors; In those freckles live their savors.
And ye talk together still, In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill.
I realized I had been paying hit men to slaughter cows for my table... and I stopped, but not for 6 months in which I rationalized.
I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
We have nothing to offer you.. say the cows of their gravy.. but our blood, sweat, and tears. (cows' blood.. contains sweat or uric acid.. pre urine.. trioxypurine correlated to heart problems and to arthritis It contains adrenal protein enzyme fright hormones as terrorized animals hear the screams of their fellows being butchered.. these protein enzymes chains have some links broken http://www.pcrm.org by cooking but many remain intact so that eating meat is the biochemistry of eating anger and violence).
Mad Cows and Mad Pigs and Mad Fish say it is not 'you are what you eat' but that we become whom we eat.
The poor cows froze neglected in a blizzard They dug them up and ate their gizzards.
I had a quintuple bypass in May. It was not Mad Cows but sane cows in my arteries.
Kiss till the cows come home.
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that doth inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing, Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
