 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!...  Littell's Living Age - Page 5561897Full view - About this book
 | Jean Ingelow - 1867 - 358 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...Cusha ! ' all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Flowcth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song — ' Cusha ! Cusha... | |
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...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonnc's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling, Ere the early dews..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling j Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1868 - 314 pages
...against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, — My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. 4. "Cusha!' Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her s6ng. "Cusha! Cusha!" all al6ng; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1869 - 416 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..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling " For the dews will sooue be falling ; r Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 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..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1869 - 672 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..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 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...Cusha! Cusha! " all along; Where the reedy Lindis fioweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song — Leave... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 968 pages
...She moved where Lindis wandereth ! — My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cnsha ! " man's bed Shall joy to listen to thy distant sweep, And softly part his curtains to allow growcth, Faintly came her milking-song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, "For the dews will soone... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pages
...dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth,...From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking-song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your... | |
 | Mother - 1872 - 366 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...Cusha ! cusha ! cusha !" calling. " For the dews will soone be falling : Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips... | |
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