...down, Or slip between the ridges; By twenty thorps,* a little town, And half a hundred bridges; S. I chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. 4. And out again I curve and flow, To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But...

...field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here...

...hurry down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...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...

...Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorp.-*,1 a little town, And half a hundred bridges ; 3. 1 chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles,...bubble Into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. 4 And out again I curve and flow, To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But...

...haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out amorfg the fern, To bicker down a valley. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddyiiig bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow,...

...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,...bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my bank I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow....

...of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. 2. I chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. 3. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars, I loiter round...

...hurry down, Or slip between the ridges; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...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...

...ways, In little sharps7 and trebles,8 I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. 4. Wife many a curve my banks I fret, By many a field and fallow,9 And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.10 5. I steal by lawns" and grassy...

...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...