Drowsed with the fumes of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
It juts out onto a brook and is known as Xincheng.
For one thing, the Oak Brook, Ill.
With a long bamboo pole in hand, he would look after a large flock of gosling-yellow ducklings moving about on the limpid water of a shallow brook flanked on both sides by green grass.
While my companions wandered here and there gathering flowers and fruit I sat down in a shady place, and, having heartily enjoyed the provisions and the wine I had brought with me, I fell asleep, lulled by the murmur of a clear brook which flowed close by.
Soon, however, they came to a little brook, and as there was no bridge or foot-plank, they did not know how they were to get over it.
Through the midst of it rippled a clear brook on which the sun sparkled, and the white geese went walking backwards and forwards, or paddled in the water.
As they came near the brook they saw something like a large grasshopper jumping towards the water, as if it were going to leap in.
The faithful animal again drew its master back from the precipice, and guided him to a tree by which flowed a clear brook.
No wind stirred, no brook murmured, no bird sang, and through the thickly-leaved branches no sunbeam forced its way.
But the messenger rested by a brook on the way, and as he was fatigued by the great distance, he fell asleep.
The elder brother kept him there until the evening, and then they went away together, and when in the darkness they came to a bridge over a brook, the elder brother let the other go first, and when he was half-way across he gave him such a blow from behind that he fell down dead.
Now some ducks were sitting together quietly by a brook and taking their rest, and, whilst they were making their feathers smooth with their bills, they were having a confidential conversation together.
If I knew of a little brook I would go and just take a drink.
The brook which rolled from it near our house, was also sacred.
The field, the brook, the haystack, with the blue sky above, formed a beautiful sleeping-room.
The green leaf floated away on the brook, and the butterfly flew with it, for he was fastened to it, and could not get away.
