The cattle lowed louder, kicking the pens.

The cattle are lowing, The Baby awakes, But the little Lord Jesus No crying He makes.

The cattle lowed and bellowed.

At the base of the Tor cattle lowed, scenting the fire the Druids had built for their blessing.

Herds of goats bleated, and cattle lowed and churned the dust.

Disturbed by the rushing wind, cattle lowed in a distant meadow.

No far-off cattle lowed, no birds sang, no wind waved the trees.

Bees were humming, grasshoppers were buzzing, the light wind was whispering, and cattle were lowing in the distance.

"The cattle are lowing the poor baby wakes."

The cattle lowed in such panic that there could be only one cause of such widespread reaction.