“Oh, says the rook and eke the crow,
The reason why in black we go
Because our love has us forsook,
So pity us poor crow and rook!”
(J. Clare in Birds’ lament)
Liège (B)
Up there we can look out on an empty square
We are already on our way to the hotel
The cow grazes nicely around a work of art
"The friendly cow all red and white, I love with all my heart. She gives me cream with all her might, To eat with apple tart. She wanders lowing here and there, And yet she cannot stray, All in the pleasant open air, The pleasant light of day; And blown by all the winds that pass And wet with all the showers, She walks among the meadow grass And eats the meadow flowers." (R.L. Stevenson in The cow) Borgloon (B)
