For other versions of this work, see The Brook (Tennyson).

The Brook.

Tennyson's "The Brook" is included out of love to a dear old schoolmate in Colorado. The real brook, near Cambridge, England, is tame compared to your Colorado streams, O beloved comrade. This poem is well liked by the majority of pupils. (1809-92.)

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river;
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.


I 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 steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.


I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeams dance
Against my sandy shallows.


I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses.


And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river;
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.

Alfred Tennyson.