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    I come from haunts of coot and hern,

    I make a sudden sallyAnd 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.

    Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men 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 pebbles.

    With many a curve my banks I fretBy many a field and fallow,And many a fairy foreland setWith willow-weed and mallow.

    I chatter, chatter, as I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.

    I wind about, and in and out,With here a blossom sailing,And here and there a lusty trout,And here and there a grayling,

    And here and there a foamy flakeUpon me, as I travelWith many a silvery waterbreakAbove the golden gravel,

    And draw them all along, and flowTo join the brimming riverFor 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-notsThat grow for happy lovers.

    I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,Among my skimming swallows;I make the netted sunbeam danceAgainst my sandy shallows.

    I murmur under moon and stars

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    In brambly wildernesses;I linger by my shingly bars;I loiter round my cresses;

    And out again I curve and flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.

    Alfred Lord Tennyson

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    Mamta Agarwal (4/6/2010 5:02:00 AM)simple, yet enchanting, absolutely delightful, the poem is one of the few i read inschool. everytime i read i am transported to himalayas, where i saw these kinds ofbrroks, Tennyson describes with such gay abandon.

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    Aleen Ye (9/25/2009 1:31:00 AM)I LOVE THIS POEM VERY MUCH. I TRANSLATED THIS POEM INTO CLASSICAL RHYMEDCHINESE. WHO IS INTEREST IN IT? EMAIL TO ME.

    Graham Wallis (6/2/2009 9:30:00 PM)As with all evocative poetry, it's hard to distinguish love for the inherent qualities fromlove of the memories conveyed. One of the first poems that I remember being read tome by my father, it means sitting in the lounge on a winter Sunday afternoon. Itmeans damming the local streams with my brother and friends. It means walking thedog through the Cowleigh woods. But it takes that wonderful alliteration andonomatopoeia to give those memories. A poem within a poem, it's as if Tennyson haslicence to go over the top, parodying the tools of the poet. There is so much music inthose words; each simple verse is both a snapshot of a stretch of stream, and of aperiod of life. One wants the poem, like the brook, to go on for ever.

    Albert Gazeley (3/19/2005 6:37:00 PM)This is my favourite poem for a whole host of reasons It was the first real poem thatI had read to me at school when I was seven or eight years old and I remembered thefirst few verses from that instant on Even today (sixty years later) it brings back thememories of my childhood and paddling in brooks and streams trying to catch tadpolesand sticklebacks on lazy sunny afternoons with my friends although I grew up duringthe war in England us children lived a very Tom Soyer existence.

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