byre

My sister and I lived nearly three weeks in a cow-byre, never daring, of course, to approach even the door.

There was not a barn or byre in the district that had not its horseshoe over the door.

Every day I kill a bullock and every day my byre-maid fills a vessel of milk to mix with my mortar.

Flann looked back and saw her seated on a stone, and he thought the Byre-Maid looked lonesome.

The Giant's herd was now increased by many calves, and Morag the byre-maid had much to do to keep all the cows milked.