I've seen the spring rin wimpling thro' the plain, Increase and join the ocean without stain.
The wimplinglane slid as silently away from the sleeping loch as though it were eloping and feared to awake an angry parent.
So Ralph and Winsome sat down like boy and girl on the fallen trunk of a fir-tree, which lay across the water, and swung their feet to the rhythm of the wimpling burn beneath.
Helen caught a glimpse of the stream where, when a child, she used to wade in the wimpling waters, and gather the diamond mica that sparkled on the sand.
Immeasurably vast it stretched; blue, or glittering in a diamond-sparkle sheen, or wimpling over in violet hollows, with the white lambs beginning to collect and leap merrily onward in the pathway of the sun.
An indescribably delicate shimmer of haze lay on the heights and pastures, and where the corries sloped jaggedly seaward, each with a singing burn splashing or wimpling adown its heart.
Now a light rustling wind from the South shakes his wings o'er the wide, wimpling waters: Up the dark-winding river DuLuth follows fast in the wake of Tamdóka.
Down-wimpling and murmuring there 'twixt two dewy hills winds a streamlet, Like a long, flaxen ringlet of hair on the breast of a maid in her slumber.
All the music of the heather hills and the wimpling burns wooed me to join my kinsmen in the North.
The whistle of a plover cut the breaking day, the meadow larks piped clear above us in chorus with the trilling of the thrush, the wimpling burn tinkled its song, and the joy that took me fairly by the throat was in tune with all of them.
A wimpling burn ran past the end of the inn garden, and here on a rustic bench I found my comrade when I sought her some hours later.
He listened to the quivering notes--a bubbling spring of melody babbling and wimpling and gurgling and flitting and fluttering as it fell through the sweet morning air.
Through the valley yonder the canal goes wimpling about, and in and out, on its lazy way to Glasgow, and cool, sweet, and clear the water looks.
Ayton is placed in a lovely valley on the River Eye, which goes wimpling and winding round it.
At one time we would be down at the bottom of some gloomy defile, where the road crossed over a Gothic bridge, and a wimpling stream went laughing over its rocky bed till lost to sight among overhanging trees.
The water is wimpling by fu' clearly, The flow'rs are fair and the leaves are green; Oh!
Of course it is not the glen nor the wimpling burn of the Highlands, but for quiet England it is superb.
Our way thither--the same once so familiar to Smith and his cruel steed--lies along the green valley through which the wimpling Foss ripples and sings on its way to the Ouse.
From either side brooklets flow through wooded glens to join the wimpling Nidd, and at the mouth of one of these we find Ramsgill, where Aram was born.
Nevertheless they took the path as if by instinct, that led down into the hazel-copse that overlooked the wimpling Don.
Down-wimpling and murmuring there, twixt two dewy hills winds a streamlet, Like a long, flaxen ringlet of hair on the breast of a maid in her slumber.
Now a light, rustling wind from the South shakes his wings o'er the wide, wimpling waters; Up the dark winding river DuLuth follows fast in the wake of Tamdóka.
Now the Blednoch is a slow stream, which ordinarily flows in the deep ditch of its channel, wimpling and twining through the sands of the bay of Wigtown.
Not seldom there came a fierce, white, wimpling flash, and the encompassing mountains seemed ready to burn up in the glare.
A flowery howm between twa verdant braes, Where lasses use to wash and spread their claes, A trotting burnie wimpling through the ground; Its channel pebbles shining smooth and round.
The burn there is verra pleasant, its sae caller[81] like, wimpling amang the rocks and bushes.
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