The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1878-03-21
THE HIGH TIDE.
BY JEAN rNGELow,


The old mayor climbed the belfry tower,
The ringers ran by two, by three;
" Pull, II ye never pglled before,
Good ringers pull your best" quOth be
" Play uppe, play nppe, o Boston bells
Ply all your changes, all your EWells,-
Play uppe The Brides Of End9rby ]
I sat and spun within the doOre;
Ny thread brake on, I raised myne eyes,
The level ssh, ike ruddy ore,
Lay sinking in the barren skies;
And dark against days golden death
She moved where Lindis wandereth,-
Ny sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth
&" Cusha Cusha Cusha p calling
Ere the early dews we're falling
FaTre away heard her song.
Where the reedy Lindis hOWeth,
FlOWPth, hOweth;
From the meads where melick grOweth,
Family came her miibing-sOng.
" Cusha Cusha Cusha 70 calling,
" For the dews win sOOne be falling;
Leave your meadow grasses mellow
Mellow mellow;
Quit your cOwslips, cOwsiips yellow
Come uppe, WhitefOOU; come uppe, ,Lighttoot
Quit the stalks Of parsley hollow,
Hollow, hollow;
Come uppe, Jetty, rise and follow
From the clOvcrs lift your head j;
Come uppe, WhitefJ JOt; come uppe, Lightfoot
Come uppe, Jetty, rise and follow,
Jetty, to tie milking shed"
Ale fresh the level pasture lay,
And not shadow mote 'ae srene,
Save where, full fyve good miles away,
The steepl lowered from our the greene
And 10 the great be!lfarr an1 wide
Was beard in all the CoCetry-side,
That Saturday at eventide.
I looked without, and 10 my some
Came riding dOWne with might and malR
Heraised a shout as he drew ON,
TIL all the Welkin rang again,
q Elizabeth Elizabeth :"
a sWeeter woman ne'er drew breath
Than my sOnnes wife, EliZabeth-)
a. The olde sea-wan Che cried is downe;
The rising tide comes on apace,
And boats adrift in yOnder tOwne
Go Osgiiing upDe the marke place"
He shook as one that looks on death
'' God save you, mother y straight he suthi
90 Where is my wife, Elizabeth =
' Good some, where Lindis winds away,
With hrr two hairns 1 marked her longs
And ere vOn bells beganne to p ay,
Afar heard her milkin g-sOEg."
He looked across the grassy lea,
To right, 10 left" HO, Enderby r
They rang ' The Brides Of Enderby r
With that he cried and beat his breast:
For 10 along the Tiy er's bel
a mighty eygre reared his crest.
And uppe he Ii dis raging sped
Ii swept with thunderOus n ises loud
Shaped like a curling snOw-Wiitc cloud,
Or Ike demon in ShrOud-
So fa. re, so fast the eygre drave,
The heart had hardly time to beat
Before a shallow, seething wave
SObbed in the cruises at our feet:
The feet had hardly time to Il
Before II brake against the knee
And all the world was in the sea.
Upon the roofe we safe that night,
IT, noise of bells went sweeping by;
I marked the lofty beacOn-lighJ
Stream from the echurch-tOwer, red and high
a lurid mark and dread to see;
And aWesOme bells they were to NEE,
That In the dark rang Enderby.'
They rang the sailor lads to g uide
Prom rOOfe TO rOOfe who fearless rOWed;
And I-my some was at my side,
And yet he ruddy beacon q wed;
And yet he mOIncd beneath his breath,
" q, come In life, or come in death
o, lost my love, Elizabeth y
And didEt thou visit him no more2
Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter dcare
The waters laid thee at his dOOre,
Ere yet the early dawn was clear.
Thy pretty BARNS in fast embrace,
The lifted sun shOne on thy face,
DOwne drifted TO thy dwcl1ng-place.
That flow strewcd wrecks about the grass,
That ebbe swept out the tl0cks to sea-
A fatal ebbe and hOw, alas
To many more lan myne and me:
But each Will mourn is own be saithlr
And sWeeter woman ne'er drew breath
Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth.
] shall never hear her more
BY tn reedy Iindis shore,
" CushR CUsha Cusha ]" calling,
Ere the early dews be falling;
I shall never hear her song,
q" Cusha Cusha p all along
Where the sunny Lildis hOWeth,
GOeth, fnWeth;
From the meads where melick grOWeth,
Where the wat 4, winding down,
Onward fiOW8Ih to the town.
] shall never sec her more
Where the reeds and rushcs quivGr,
Shiver, CULVER;
Stand beside the subbtnZ river,
SUbbinV, thUubbing, in Is T. ling
To the sandy, lonesome shore.