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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! Cusha!... "
The Ladies' Repository - Page 361
1865
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The Living Age ..., Volume 214

1897
...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,...
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Poems

Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 258 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,...
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Poems

Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 258 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,...
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The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow: Including The Shepherd Lady, and Other Poems

Jean Ingelow - English poetry - 1863 - 520 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...
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Poems

David Gray - 1864 - 239 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,...
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The High Tide

Jean Ingelow - 1864 - 163 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...
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The Late English Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - English poetry - 1865 - 539 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,...
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POEMS

JEAN INGELOW - 1866
...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,...
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Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - English poetry - 1866 - 546 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,...
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Festival of Song: A Series of Evenings with the Poets

Frederick Saunders - American poetry - 1866 - 376 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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