Question

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 thorps, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges
explain in your own words
explain in your own words

Answer 1

Answer:

i don't understand your question...

Answer 2

Answer:

i didn't understand ur question lovely.....