 | 1897 - 918 หน้า
...ringing of Boston church bells, sweeps over the pasture. This Is how Elizabeth sung:— "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling Ere the early dews were falling, Farre..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling "For the dews will soon be falling; Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow;... | |
 | 1865 - 838 หน้า
...sonne's faire wife Elizabeth " iscalling the cows lo the milking shed. She sings, — " Cusha! Cusha! Cusha! " calling, Ere the early dews were falling,...melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song. " Cusha! Cnsha! Cusha!" calling, " For the dens will soon be falling; Leave your meadow-grasses mellow, Mellow,... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 554 หน้า
...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... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1864 - 36 หน้า
...golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! " calling, Ere the early dews were falling,...away I heard her song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all along : O * Where the reedy Lindis floweth Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly... | |
 | Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 หน้า
...golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth — My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, ere the early dews were falling,...where melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song : — 371 " Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, " for the dews will soon be tailing ; Leave your meadow-grasses... | |
 | Jean Ingelow - 1867 - 358 หน้า
...golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. ' Cusha ! Cusha ! Cusha ! ' calling, Ere the early dews were falling,...Cusha ! ' all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Flowcth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song — ' Cusha ! Cusha... | |
 | Andrew Comstock, Philip Lawrence - 1808 - 596 หน้า
...day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonnc's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling, Ere the early dews were falling,...Cusha!" calling, " For the dews will soone be falling j Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow ; Come uppe... | |
 | James Madison Watson - 1868 - 314 หน้า
...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 หน้า
...day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha ! Cusha !" calling, Ere the early dews were falling,..."Cusha! Cusha! Cusha !" calling " For the dews will sooue be falling ; r Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips... | |
 | M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 หน้า
...day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. " Cusha! Cusha! Cusha ! " calling, Ere the early dews were falling,...Cusha! Cusha! " all along; Where the reedy Lindis fioweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song — Leave... | |
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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!... 
