Then the Off Ox unswallowed his cud and began to chew it as though nothing had happened.
"Among the Farmyard People" by Clara Dillingham Pierson
The only method by which a cow will again chew her cud is to restore her back to health by the proper medical treatment.
"The Veterinarian" by Chas. J. Korinek
No one seemed to heed, and the oxen went on contemplatively chewing their cud.
"Charge!" by George Manville Fenn
I felt I had incurred a responsibility in regard to the former, upon which I chewed tough cud at the expense of sleep.
"Some Everyday Folk and Dawn" by Miles Franklin
The majority of them, as dark set in, laid down to sleep or to chew their cud.
"Fred Fearnot's New Ranch" by Hal Standish
He walked on alone, chewing the cud of a delightful experience; trying, not unsuccessfully, to recall some of Mr. Desmond's anecdotes.
"The Hill" by Horace Annesley Vachell
He attempted to follow, but soon came to a stand, and at length lay down as quietly as an ox chewing the cud.
"Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 7" by Charles H. Sylvester
On Sunday morning, on his way to the Rue Monsieur, Durtal chewed the cud of his reflections on the Monasteries.
"En Route" by J.-K. (Joris-Karl) Huysmans
It's too late to chew the cud of reflection.
"The Gentle Art of Cooking Wives" by Elizabeth Strong Worthington
In this law it is forbidden to eat eels, because they have no scales; and hares, because they chew the cud, and have cloven feet.
"A Philosophical Dictionary, Volume 6 (of 10)" by François-Marie Arouet (AKA Voltaire)
The logic of the thing's so plain:
To legislate on tram and train
Can't dig a single, blighted spud
Or help one milker chew her cud.
"Asking Too Much" by C J Dennis
I love to watch my seven cows
In meads of buttercups abrowse,
With guilded knees;
But even more I love to see
Them chew the cud so tranquilly
In twilight ease.
"Cows" by Robert W Service
Each is the image of content
From fragrant hours in clover spent,
'Mid leaf and bud;
As up and down without a pause
Mechanically move their jaws
To chew the cud.
"Cows" by Robert W Service
Six bulls I saw as black as jet,
With crimsoned horns and amber eyes
That chewed their cud without a fret,
And swished to brush away the flies,
Unwitting their soon sacrifice.
"The Bulls" by Robert W Service
I can conceive no heav'nly bliss
More perfectly complete than this:
To sit and smoke and idly chew
Reflection's cud, with nought to do.
This is, in my pet social plan,
The right of ev'ry honest man.
"The Weary Philosopher" by C J Dennis
There the spotted cow gets food, bonny Mary O!
And chews her peaceful cud, bonny Mary O!
In the mole-hills and the bushes, and the clear brook fringed with rushes
To fill the evening pail, bonny Mary O!
"Bonny Mary O!" by John Clare