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" I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's... "
Training school reader. [Ed.] by W.J. Unwin - 203. oldal
Szerkesztette: - 1862
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Pitman's Popular Lecturer and Reader, 9. kötet

1864
...heron, I make a sudden sally ; I sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half-a-hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow, To join the brimming river : For men may...

The Children of the Great King: A Tale of the Crimean War

1865 - 192 oldal
...hern, I make a sudden sally ; And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty...thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.' The song described so exactly the little brook before them, that some of the youngsters thought Claude...

The Scenery of Ithaca and the Head Waters of the Cayuga Lake

Spence Spencer - 1866 - 150 oldal
...stream grows more and more brook-like, and murmuring over its rocky bed seems gleefully singing : " I chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here...

The Argosy

Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood
...and the words were the fitting accompaniment to the delicious gurgling of the water : — " I clatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays ; I babble on the pebbles. " I steal by lawns, and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the blue forget-me-nots, That bloom...

Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866
...hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty...thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But...

The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc ..., 2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1866
...bridge, It has more ivy ; there the river ; and there Stands Philip's farm where brook and river meet. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying buys, 1 babble on the' pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many...

Frank Leslie's Pleasant Hours, 35. kötet

1884
...sally. And sparkle out among the fera. To bicker down the valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or Blip between the ridges; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's mill I flow To Join the brimming river: For men may come and men may go, But...

Moxon's standard penny readings [ed. by T. Hood]., 1. kötet

Moxon Edward and co
...hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty...thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow, To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But...

Scenes of the Olden Time

William Henry Davenport Adams - 1867 - 128 oldal
...immortal, and whose burden he has embodied in verse not less melodious than its own sweet strain: — " I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles; I bubble into eddying bays, I bubble on the pebbles. " [ chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river; For men may cnme,...

Poems, 2. kötet

Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1868 - 879 oldal
...hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty...thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But...




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