 I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha!...  The Ladies' Repository - Page 3591865Full view - About this book
 | American periodicals - 1897 - 918 pages
...to the mad ringing of Boston church bells, sweeps over the pasture. This Is how Elizabeth sung:— "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling Ere the early dews...groweth. Faintly came her milking song — "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling "For the dews will soon be falling; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 274 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, Ere the early dews...groweth Faintly came her milking song. — ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, ' For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 344 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, Ere the early dews...groweth Faintly came her milking song. — ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, ' For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - Bookbinding - 1863 - 554 pages
...Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, _L THE HIGH TIDE ON THE Farre away I heard her song, " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all...meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking soug — " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow... | |
 | David Gray - 1864 - 282 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews...groweth Faintly came her milking song. — "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1864 - 36 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, Ere the early dews...away I heard her song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all along : O * Where the reedy Lindis floweth Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - English poetry - 1865 - 562 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling, Ere the early dews...groweth Faintly came her milking song. — "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - English poetry - 1866 - 274 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Liridis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews...groweth Faintly came her milking song. — "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow,... | |
 | John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 574 pages
...dark against day's golden heath She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling, Ere the early dews...groweth, Faintly came her milking song. — " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow,... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - American poetry - 1866 - 412 pages
...against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth — My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, ere the early dews...where melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song : — 371 " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, " for the dews will soon be tailing ; Leave your meadow-grasses... | |
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