...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 I go on for ever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the...

...well do so. The little stream reminded him of life's uncertainty as it sang to him the song, — " I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I flow on for ever." The position was secluded too, so that all was...

...over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles ; I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming...may come, and men may go, But I go on for ever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow...

...little sharps and trebles, , I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. " I chatter-chatter as I flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever. " I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow...

...banks I fret By many a field and tallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. i I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, i But I go on for ever. I wind about, and In a out, Witt) here a blossom...

...banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. " I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming...I go on for ever. " I wind about, and in and out, And here and there a lusty trout, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a grayling. " And...

...brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. " I wind about, and in and oat, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a...here and there a grayling. ' And here and there a foaming flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery watcrbreak Above tin' golden gravel, " And draw...

...the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridgea. " Till last by Philip's farm I flow, To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever. " I chatter over stony ways, " With many a curve my bank» I fret By many a field and fallow ; And many...

...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 I go on for ever. "I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the...

...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 I go on for ever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles ; I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the...