large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_25_64kb_1
large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_25_64kb
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I look in the brook and see a face   Heigh ho, but the years go by! The rushes are dead in the old time place, And the willows I knew when a child was I. And the brook it seemeth to me to say, As ever it stealeth on its way   Solemnly now, and not in play: "Oh, come with me To the slumbrous sea That is gray with the peace of the evening sky!" I LOOK IN THE BROOK AND SEE A FACE HEY HO BUT THE YEARS GO BY THE RUSHES ARE DEAD IN THE OLD TIME PLACE AND THE WILLOWS I KNEW WHEN A CHILD WAS I AND THE BROOK IT SEEMETH TO ME TO SAY AS EVER IT STEALETH ON ITS WAY SOLEMNLY NOW AND NOT IN PLAY OH COME WITH ME TO THE SLUMBEROUS SEA THAT IS GREY WITH THE PEACE OF THE EVENING SKY
 it's jiggytyjog, Journeying on to Bumpville It's over the hilltop and down through the bog You ride on your way to Bumpville; It's rattletybang over boulder and stump, There are rivers to ford, there are fences to jump, And the corduroy road it goes bumpytybump, Mile after mile to bumpville! Perhaps you'll observe it's no easy thing Making the journey to Bumpville, So I think, on the whole, it were prudent to bring An end to this ride to Bumpville; For, though she has uttered no protest or plaint, The calico mare must be blowing and faint-- What's more to the point, I'm blowed if I ain't! So play we have got to Bumpville! THE BROOK I looked in the brook and saw a face-- Heigh-ho, but a child was I! There were rushes and willows in that place, And they clutched at the brook as the brook ran by; And the brook it ran its own sweet way, As a child doth run in heedless play, And as it ran I heard it say: "Hasten with me To the roistering sea That is wroth with the flame of the morning sky!  LOVE THE BROOKE FROM LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD THIS IS A LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT L I B R I VIO X DATAWARGI RECORDING BY SQUIDVASH LAKOVA LOVE SONGS OF CHILDHOOD BY EUGENE FIELD THE BROOK I LOOKED IN THE BROOK AND SAW A FACE HEY HO BUT A CHILD WAS I THERE WERE RUSHES AND WILLOWS IN THAT PLACE AND THEY CLUTCHED AT THE BROOK AS THE BROOK RAN BY AND THE BROOK IT RAN ITS OWN SWEET WAY AS A CHILD DOTH RUN IN HEEDLESS PLAY AND AS IT RAN I HEARD IT SAY HASTEN WITH ME TO THE ROISTERING SEA THAT IS WROTH WITH THE FLAME OF THE MORNING SKY
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