O lovely eyes of azure, Clear as the waters of a brook that run Limpid and laughing in the summer sun! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Roads are wet where'er one wendeth, And with rain the thistle bendeth, And the brook cries like a child! Not a rainbow… — Mary Howitt Copy Share Image
[Anne, commenting on city life] "I think I would probably come to the conclusion that I'd like it for a while... but… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There's a fine line between a stream of consciousness and a babbling brook to nowhere. — Dan Harmon Copy Share Image
A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
This is not a brook [Bach means "brook" in German], it's an ocean. — Ludwig van Beethoven Copy Share Image
A child her wayward pencil drew On margins of her book; Garlands of flower, dancing elves, Bud, butterfly, and brook, Lessons undone,… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image