Kine feed in the grass-grown bailey court; its glory is departed.
And as I enter the little village, I am greeted by the bleat of sheep and the low of the kine.
The paths in the woods were covered with the dead bodies of kine, calves and sheep.
She is a little taller, and she is so graceful when she milks the kine.
Only two women were left in Middalhof with her, and some ...