 I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's...  Training school reader. [Ed.] by W.J. Unwin - 195 psl.redagavo - 1862Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1862 - 698 psl.
...bridge, It has more ivy ; there the river ; and there Stands Philip's farm where brook and river meet. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1862 - 558 psl.
...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... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1862 - 372 psl.
...hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between 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... | |
 | William L Robinson - 1862 - 232 psl.
...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,... | |
 | Harriet Parr - 1863 - 388 psl.
...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... | |
 | John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 psl.
...hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between 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... | |
 | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson - 1863 - 468 psl.
...hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between 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... | |
 | James Stuart Laurie - 1863 - 264 psl.
...hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between 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... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - 1843 - 260 psl.
...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 ridges, By twenty...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,... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - 780 psl.
...heron, I make a sudden sally ; I sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between 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... | |
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