...Philip's farm I flow To 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,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...

...washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag." In " The Brook," an idyll, we find, — " I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles." These selections are made at random, and could easily be multiplied, for they lie throughout Mr. Tennyson's...

...on forever. In the joyance of an ever renewing youth, it may sing the song of the merry brook — " I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. GRAND LODGE OF HANOVER. 349 1 chatter, chatter as 1 flow To join the brimming river, For men may come,...

...Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, Bat I go on forever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...

...and "tinkling rivulet,"** and the " babbling brook's" autobiographic song begins, in mimetic diction, I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles.ft A critical point it is, in Mr. Barbara's " Hand of Glory" legend, when— hush! All is silent!...

...bridge, It has more ivy ; there the river ; and there Stands Philip's farm where brook and river meet. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And m;iny a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...

...down, Or slip between the ridges; By twenty thorps,* a little town, And half a hundred bridges; S. I chatter over stony ways In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. 4. And out again I curve and flow, To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But...

...bridge, It has more ivy ; there the river ; and there Stands Philip's farm where brook and river meet. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...

...hurry down, Or slip between the ridges ; By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...chatter, as I flow To 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...

...Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles,...bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my bank I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed...