/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: tistabanerjee https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-tistabanerjee-48x48.jpg?cb=1713797788 i come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorpes, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.