I wandered by the brookside,
I wandered by the mill;
I could not hear the brook flow,
The noisy wheel was still.
-- Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton) (1809-1885)
-- The Brookside
I wandered by the mill;
I could not hear the brook flow,
The noisy wheel was still.
-- Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton) (1809-1885)
-- The Brookside
Related:
- The beating of my own heart
Was all the sound I heard.
Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton) (1809-1885)... - A man's best things are nearest him,
Lie close about his feet.
Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton) (1809-1885)... - But on and up, where Nature's heart
Beats strong amid the hills.
Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton) (1809-1885)... - Great thoughts, great feelings came to them,
Like instincts,
unawares. -- Richard Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton)... - I 've wandered east, I 've wandered west,
Through many a weary way;
But never, never can forget The love of life's young... - A drunk tried several times to navigate a revolving door,
but finally gave up in disgust. He wandered over to... - Monk: Where can I enter Zen?
Master Gensha:
Can you hear the babbling brook? Monk: Yes... - Homer: You know, Marge, I was thinking about how much I enjoy your
interest.
So I wandered over to that theater you went to last... - If I could find a way to get [Saddam Hussein] out of there,
even putting a contract out on him, if the CIA still...
From the same category:
- Fortune knocks but once, but misfortune has much more patience.
Dr. Laurence J.... - Elektra. Over there. It's a flying dwarf.
--
Strange doings in ELEKTRA:... - EMACS:
Eventually Munches All Computer Storage... - About you stretches the beach of Ebosskil. The sand is unnaturally
white,
reflecting its strange origins in an act of magic.... - I do not take a single newspaper, nor read one a month,
and I feel myself infinitely the happier for it. ...
