Blueth

I have long been mortified that for these three years you have seen it only in winter: it is now in the height of its greenth, blueth, gloomth, honey-suckle, and seringahood.

[…] where it should appear lightly touched with blue. The bluth of the cheeks should rather be rich than glaring: […]

The sky and the distances, as you looked down the Etschthal, had what in Devonshire is called the "blueth" of Italy.

One sits — a small "one" among twenty thousand — drowned in liquid blueth (there ought to be such a word as blueth, even if there isn't) and drowned also in heavenly floods of music.