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Letter "B" » Brooks
"Gently running made sweet music with the enameled stones and
seemed to give a gentle kiss to every sedge he overtook in his
watery pilgrimage."
Author: Unattributed Author
About: Brooks
"A noise like of a hidden brook
In the leafy month of June,
That to the sleeping woods all night
Singeth a quiet tune."
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
About: Brooks
"The streams, rejoiced that winter's work is done,
Talk of to-morrow's cowslips as they run.
- Ebenezer Elliott ("The Corn Law Rhymer"),"
Author: Ebenezer Elliott ("The Corn Law Rhymer")
About: Brooks
"From Helicon's harmonious springs
A thousand rills their mazy progress take."
Author: Thomas Gray
About: Brooks
"Sweet are the little brooks that run
O'er pebbles glancing in the sun,
Singing in soothing tones."
Author: Thomas Hood
About: Brooks
"Thou hastenest down between the hills to meet me at the road,
The secret scarcely lisping of thy beautiful abode
Among the pines and mosses of yonder shadowy height,
Where thou dost sparkle into song, and fill the woods with light."
Author: Lucy Larcom
About: Brooks
"See, how the stream has overflowed
Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
Is spreading far and wide!"
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
About: Brooks
"The music of the brook silenced all conversation."
Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
About: Brooks
"I wandered by the brook-side,
I wandered by the mill;
I could not hear the brook flow,
The noisy wheel was still."
Author: Richard Monckton Milnes, Lord Houghton
About: Brooks
"The more thou dam'st it up, the more it burns.
The current that with gentle murmur glides,
Thou know'st, being stopped, impatiently doth rage;
But when his fair course is not hindered,
He makes sweet music with th' enameled stones,
Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge,
He overtaketh in his pilgrimage.
And so by many winding nooks he strays
With willing sport to the wild ocean.
Then let me go and hinder not my course.
I'll be as patient as a gentle stream
And make a pastime of each weary step,
Till the last step have brought me to my love;
And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil
A blessed soul doth in Elysium."
Author: William Shakespeare
About: Brooks
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