...coot1 and hern,' I make a sudden sally,3 And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker4 down a valley. 2. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the...thorps," a little town, And half a hundred bridges. 3. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go,...

...the glad New Year: So, if you 're waking, call me, call me early, mother dear. Tennyson. THE BKOOK. I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the...

...Tennvson ?h ;.'.' answer for thee : — I come from hatmt of coot and heron, I make a sudden sally ; I sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley....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...

...it not sing essentially the same song to us that the brook did which Tennyson has thus translated ? I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirsty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a...

...youth Cannot live together ; Touth is full of pleasaunce, Age is full of care." — Shakespeare. 19. " I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley." — Tennyson. 20. " Is this a fast, to keep Thy larder lean And clean From fat of meats and sheep ?"...

...but before they went, Claude* struck up (and was soon joined by the voices of the others) the song of the Brook : — ' I come from haunts of coot and hern,...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...

...and therefore sought an opportunity to open the subject with Grace Lee. A SUNDAY EVENING AT BERYL. ' By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorpes, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.' CHAPTER VI. A SUNDAY EVENING AT BERYL. LADY FORRESTER'S...

...fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! Longfellow THE BROOK. I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I...down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorps, fa little town, And half a hundred bridges. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...

...life-time to have saved two such men as the Czar of Russia and lialph Vennor !" Song of the Brook. I COHZ from haunts of coot and Hern : I make a sudden 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...

...ledges drip with a silent horror of blood, And echo there, whatever is asked her, answers ' Death.' " " I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley." " We parted : sweetly gleamed the stars, And sweet the vapor-braided blue, Low breezes fanned the belfry...