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...Thou, my heavenly guest ! Let no one have it, then, but Thee, And let it be Thy rest. FW FABER. SONG OF THE BROOK. I COME from haunts of coot and hern; I...the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills 1 hurry down, Or slip between the ridges; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges....

...smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea. 2. 1 come from haunts of coot and hern ; I make a sudden...sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. The Final Stress (— =) is an explosive force on the latter part of a syllable or word. It is used...

...' O 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...sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a vallry By thirty hills 1 hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And...

...— Oral, parsing by each in turn, with meanings of words : — I come from haunts of coot and horn, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern,...bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges ; Till lait by Philip's farm I flow To...

...looked out. The flood ! the flood ! Fly ! Get on high ground, fbr your lives I — Charles Reade. 2. I come from haunts of coot and hern ; I make a sudden...sally, And sparkle out among the fern To bicker down the valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town,...

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...a sudden sally, And sparkle oat among the fern, To bicker down a valley. 2. By thirty hills I hnrry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. 3. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles; I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on...

...AMERICA was WASHINGTON. RK/US Choate. LXVIII.— THE BROOK. 1. I come from haunts of coot and hernj I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. 2. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half...