And splashing and dashing and dripping with wet,
And screeching and reaching for hat blown away,
Excited, affrighted, delighted, benighted,
And calling and bawling Hurrah and Hurray!
"And so never ending but always descending
Sounds and motions for ever and ever are blending;"
All at once all is o'er, with a mighty uproar,
And drenched and bedraggled they land on the shore.
"Lethe had passed her Lips."—Mrs. R. had often come across the name of this classic stream in the course of her reading. She pronounced it as one syllable, and said that "as this celebrated river was in Scotland—she knew the name quite well—what she wanted to know was, why weren't these waters bottled by a Company?"