...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...

...(Rev.) . . 1791-1823 Howitt, Mary . . . Wordsworth, W. . . 1770-1850 BEADING BOOK N° V. THE BROOK. I COME from haunts of coot and hern. I make a sudden...Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But 1 go on for ever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and...

...babbling brook," says Edmund in his rhyme, " Whence come you ? " and the brook, why not ? replies. I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. ' Poor lad, he died at Florence, quite worn out,...

...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...

...together ; Youth is full of pleasannce, Age is full of care." — Shakt•ptan. 19. " I come from hannts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley." — Tennytm. 20. " la this a fast, to keep Thy larder lean And clean From fat of meats and sheep 7"...

...mingling through all we have ever and anon happy glimpses of old England, its scenery, and its life.] I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...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...

...from the debris of its present glory vestiges of the history of its former, but fallen, grandeur. " By thirty hills I hurry down, • Or slip between...twenty thorps, a little town And half a hundred bridges — " and thus singing as it rolls along Tennyson's beautiful song of the brook, — by the eventful...

...When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow ! THE BROOK.— (Tennyson), I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden...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...

...come you ? ' and the brook, why not ? replies. I come from hannts of coot and hern, I make a sndden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down...Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. "Poor lad, he died at Florence, quite worn out, Travelling...

...pill» of comfort, take one ertry night and viorning, and in a short time the cure will be completed. I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally. And sparkle out among the fern To bitker down the valley. I chatter over stony wayp, In little sharps and trebles ; I buhhle into eddying...