The swanh Moved o The shephe And my

Till floatin

the reedy Lindis floweth, Floweth, floweth,

he meads where melick groweth ly came her milking-song:

Cusha! Cusha!" calling, e dews will soone be falling; our meadow grasses mellow,

Came dow The "Brid

Mellow, mellow;

What dang

your cowslips, cowslips yellow;

They ring

Hollow, hollow;

e stalks of parsley hollow,

e Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot,

"For evil

ppe Jetty, rise and follow,

the clovers lift your head;

e Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot,

ope Jetty, rise and follow,

to the milking-shed."

long, aye, long ago,

I beginne to think howe long, I hear the Lindis flow,

as an arrowe, sharpe and strong; the aire it seemeth mee

of floating bells (sayeth shee), ■g the tune of “ Enderby."

Of pyrat For shippe They hay But while And storm

Why ring

(A sweete

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eple towered from out the greene;
the great bell farre and wide
d in all the country-side
rday at eventide.

herds where their sedges are
on in sunset's golden breath,
erde lads I heard afarre,
y sonne's wife, Elizabeth;
ng o'er the grassy sea
vne that kyndly message free,
des of Mavis Enderby."

e looked uppe into the sky, I along where Lindis flows, the goodly vessels lie,

e the lordly steeple shows;

le, "And why should this thing be? ger lowers by land or sea?

g the tune of Enderby' !

news from Mablethorpe ate galleys warping down, Des ashore beyond the scorpe, ave not spared to wake the towne; e the west bin red to see,

ms be none, and pyrates flee,

without, and lo! my sonne

iding downe with might and main;

a shout as he drew on,

the welkin rang again, "Elizabeth! Elizabeth!" er woman ne'er drew breath sonne's wife, Elizabeth.)

ng uppe the market-place."
as one that looks on death:
you, mother!" straight he saith;
s my wife, Elizabeth ?"

ne, where Lindis winds away

r two bairns I marked her long;
-on bells beganne to play
heard her milking song."
across the grassy lea,

co left,-" Ho, Enderby !"
"The Brides of Enderby"!

he cried and beat his breast;
along the river's bed

eygre reared his crest,

be the Lindis raging sped. -ith thunderous noises loud;

ke a curling snow-white cloud, lemon in a shroud.

ng Lindis, backward pressed,
I her trembling bankes amaine;
y at the eygre's breast

ppe her weltering walls again.

es came downe with ruin and rout

en foam flew round about

ne mighty floods were out.

so fast the eygre drave,
-t had hardly time to beat,
shallow seething wave
n the grasses at oure feet:

ad hardly time to flee
brake against the knee,
e world was in the sea.

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from the church tower, red and highnark and dread to see;

some bells they were to mee,

g the sailor lads to guide.
roofe to roofe who fearless rowed;
my sonne was at my side,

et the ruddy beacon glowed:
he moaned beneath his breath,
: in life, or come in death!
ny love, Elizabeth."

st thou visit him no more?

didst, thou didst, my daughter deare! ers laid thee at his doore,

et the early dawn was clear. tty bairns in fast embrace, ed sun shone on thy face, drifted to thy dwelling-place.

w strewed wrecks about the grass,
ebbe swept out the flocks to sea;
ebbe and flow, alas!

nye more than myne and mee:
will mourn his own (she saith),
eeter woman ne'er drew breath
y sonne's wife, Elizabeth.

1 never hear her more
e reedy Lindis shore,
a, Cusha, Cusha !" calling,
he early dews be falling;
I never hear her song,
a, Cusha!" all along,

he water winding down floweth to the town.

never see her more,

e reeds and rushes quiver, Shiver, quiver,

e the sobbing river, throbbing, in its falling, e sandy lonesome shore; ver hear her calling,

our meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow;

cowslips, cowslips yellow; Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot;

- pipes of parsley hollow, Lightfoot, rise and follow;

Lightfoot, Whitefoot,

our clovers lift the head;
Jetty, follow, follow,
o the milking-shed."

Feed them

white lady in yon high tower, rkeneth in her sleep.