<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341730" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Brook</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I come from haunts of coot and hern, <br>I make a sudden sally <br>And sparkle out among the fern, <br>To bicker down a valley. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">By thirty hills I hurry down, <br>Or slip between the ridges, <br>By twenty thorpes, a little town, <br>And half a hundred bridges. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till last by Philip's farm I flow <br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I chatter over stony ways, <br>In little sharps and trebles, <br>I bubble into eddying bays, <br>I babble on the pebbles. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With many a curve my banks I fret <br>By many a field and fallow, <br>And many a fairy foreland set <br>With willow-weed and mallow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I chatter, chatter, as I flow <br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wind about, and in and out, <br>With here a blossom sailing, <br>And here and there a lusty trout, <br>And here and there a grayling, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And here and there a foamy flake <br>Upon me, as I travel <br>With many a silvery waterbreak <br>Above the golden gravel, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And draw them all along, and flow <br>To join the brimming river <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I steal by lawns and grassy plots, <br>I slide by hazel covers; <br>I move the sweet forget-me-nots <br>That grow for happy lovers. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, <br>Among my skimming swallows; <br>I make the netted sunbeam dance <br>Against my sandy shallows. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I murmur under moon and stars <br>In brambly wildernesses; <br>I linger by my shingly bars; <br>I loiter round my cresses; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And out again I curve and flow <br>To join the brimming river, <br>For men may come and men may go, <br>But I go on for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alfred+Lord+Tennyson">Alfred Lord Tennyson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341730" data-title="The Brook de Alfred Lord Tennyson" data-description="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 thorpes, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. T..."></div> </div> </div>

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