gr till visthus och redskapshus knner p alla lsen korna drmma vid mnens ljus sommardrmmar i bsen glmsk av sele och pisk och tm plle i stallet har ock en drm krubban han lutar ver fylls av doftande klver he goes to the storehouse and then to the tool shed he makes sure that all is secure the cows dream in the moonlight summer dreams in their stalls forgetting harness and whip and rein plle , the horse , has a dream as well the crib he leans over is filled with fragrant clover ah , the poor thing , she said .