 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
 | 1887 - 410 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;... | |
 | Henry Fitz Randolph - 1887 - 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...From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking-song. — ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, ' For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1880 - 548 pages
...calling, Ere the early dews were falling, ill THE HIGH TIDE Off THE Farre away I heard her song, " Cushal Cusha ! " all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where meliok groweth Faintly came her milking song — " Cusha ! Cusha I Cusha ! " calling, " For the dews... | |
 | Rosa Nouchette Carey - 1888 - 408 pages
...humming the musical lines of Jean Ingelow's poem that had been floating in his head for days : " Cnsha ! Cusha! Cusha! calling Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away, I heard her sing, Cusha! Cusha! all along, Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where... | |
 | Charles Wells Moulton - 1889 - 536 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;... | |
 | Jacob W. Shoemaker - 1881 - 226 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...Floweth, floweth, From 'the meads where melick groweth, " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, ** For the dews will goone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses... | |
 | 1889 - 466 pages
...sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. 4. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling Ere the early dews were falling, Parre away I heard her song, " Cusha! Cusha ! " all along...where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song,— 5. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling ; Leave your meadow grasses... | |
 | 1889 - 532 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 flbweth, Floweth, flowcth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song — "Cusha!... | |
 | 1890 - 632 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... | |
 | Blanche Wilder Bellamy, Maud Wilder Goodwin - 1890 - 416 pages
...against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, — My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. Farre away I heard her song. "Cusha ! Cusha ! " all...Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, " For the dews will soone be falling; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow;... | |
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