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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!... "
Poems of Places: England and Wales - 91. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1876
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The Ladies' Repository, 33-34. kötet

1865 - 838 oldal
...English. " My sonne's faire wife Elizabeth " iscalling the cows lo the milking shed. She sings, — " Cusha! Cusha! Cusha! " calling, Ere the early dews...•• Cusha! Cusha! " all along; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, * Floweth, floweth. From the meads where melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song....

Littell's Living Age, 214. kötet

1897 - 918 oldal
...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...her song. "Cusha! Cusha!" all along Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth; From the meads where melick groweth. Faintly came her milking song...

Poems

Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 344 oldal
...crouched on the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, ' My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes ; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking...song. ' Cusha ! Cusha ! ' all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song....

The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow: Including the Shepherd Lady and Other Poems

Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 554 oldal
...millions crouched on the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, My thread break off, I raised myne eyes ; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking...Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, _L THE HIGH TIDE ON THE Farre away I heard her song, " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all along ; Where the reedy...

Poems, 7. kötet

Jean Ingelow - 1863 - 274 oldal
...crouched on the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes ; And dark against day's golden death She moved where...song. ' Cusha ! Cusha ! ' all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song....

Poems

David Gray - 1864 - 282 oldal
...millions crouched on the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in...song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song....

The High Tide

Jean Ingelow - 1864 - 36 oldal
...the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes (1571.) And dark against day's golden death She moved where...away I heard her song. " Cusha ! Cusha ! " all along : O * Where the reedy Lindis floweth Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly...

The Late English Poets

Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 562 oldal
...millions crouched on the old sea wall. I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes ; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking...her song. "Cusha! Cusha!" all along; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth Faintly came her milking song....

Festival of Song: A Series of Evenings with the Poets

Frederick Saunders - 1866 - 412 oldal
...the following nervous lines : — I sat and spun within the doorc, my thread brake off, I raised myne eyes, The level sun, like ruddy ore, lay sinking in...song, " Cusha ! Cusha !" all along ; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song...

Golden Leaves from the British Poets

John William Stanhope Hows - 1866 - 574 oldal
...spun within the doore, My thread brake oft", I raised myne eyes ; And dark against day's golden heath She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire...her song. "Cusha! Cusha!" all along; Where the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth, From the meads where melick groweth, Faintly came her milking song....




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