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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. "
Sabrinae corolla, in hortulis regiae scholae Salopiensis contexuerunt tres ... - الصفحة 87
بواسطة Severn river - 1859 - عدد الصفحات: 335
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The Intermediate Reader: For the Use of Schools : with an Introductory ...

George Stillman Hillard - 1843 - عدد الصفحات: 260
...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,...

Watson's ... book of reading. [Another], كتاب 5

George Watson (publisher.) - 1864
...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...

Pitman's Popular Lecturer and Reader, المجلد 9

1864
...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...

The White Hills: Their Legends, Landscape, and Poetry

Thomas Starr King - 1864 - عدد الصفحات: 424
...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...

English composition in prose and verse, based on grammatical synthesis ...

Walter Scott Dalgleish - 1864
...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 ?"...

The Children of the Great King. A Tale of the Crimean War. By M[atilda] H ...

Matilda Horsburgh, M. H. - 1865
...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...

Brook Silvertone, and The lost lilies, 2 stories, المجلد 138

Emma Marshall - 1865
...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...

Laurie's Graduated series of reading lesson books, كتاب 5

James Stuart Laurie - 1866
...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,...

Frank Leslie's Pleasant Hours, المجلد 35

1884 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...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...

Aesthetics: Or, The Science of Beauty

John Bascom - 1867 - عدد الصفحات: 256
...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...




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