Rural sounds

& lowing steers that hollow echoes wake
Around the yard their nightly fast to break
As from each barn the lumping flail rebounds
In mingling concert with the rural sounds
While oer the distant fields more faintly creep
The murmuring bleatings of unfolding sheep
& ploughmans callings that more hoarse proceed
Where industry still urges labours speed
The bellowing of cows with udders full
That wait the welcome halloo of “come mull”

& rumbling waggons deafening again
Rousing the dust along the narrow lane
& cracking whips & shepherds hooting cries
From woodland echoes urging sharp replies

#poetry #environment 

#honesty

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