On each side of every street flows a constant stream of water, often as clear and cool as a Mountain Brook.
Not a penny on the Father Smith, clear and sweet-voiced as a Mountain Brook.
It is the last leap of a Mountain Brook, which in summer flows swiftly down the deep ravine, which it has cut.
The water of Sugar Creek is pure, like that of a Mountain Brook.
The tones were liquid as the gurgling of a Mountain Brook, and rose and fell in the same irregular measure.
There was pasturage for the horses and burros on the other side of the Mountain Brook.
Before long they came to a Mountain Brook, and here the Pupil insisted on trying his luck.
His laugh and tireless spirit reminded me of a Mountain Brook.
From Hermit Lake the only practicable way was by clambering up the bed of the Mountain Brook that falls through the ravine.
The sound of the Mountain Brook gives an illusion of rain drops,Yet the calm of the waning moon shines over all.