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...glory vestiges of the history of its former, but fallen, grandeur. " By thirty hills I hurry down, • Or slip between the ridges, By 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...

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...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...chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, With many a curve my bank I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...

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...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...

...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 nnd out. With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here...

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