/ wind about, and in and out, 



With here a blossom sailing, 

 And here and there a lusty trout, 



And here and there a grayling. 

 I draw them all along and now 



To join the brimming river 

 For men may come, and men may go, 



But I go on for ever. 



ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, 

 The Brook. 



