... bent To seek the love of faire Terentia. The cho[i]ce is such as choiser cannot bee Even with a nimble eye; his vertues through His smile is like the Meridian Sol Discern'd a dauncing in the burbling brook; His frowne out-dares the Austerest face Of warre or Tyranny to sease upon; His shape might force the Virgine huntresse With him for ever live a vestall life; His minde is virtues over-matcht, yet this And more shall dye if this ... — A Collection Of Old English Plays, Vol. IV. • Editor: A.H. Bullen
... I discovered that I was the possessor of a heart murmur. By putting my hand on the spot under which I had been taught, and still believed, my heart to be, I felt rather than heard a distinct burbling. ... — Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 153, Aug. 22, 1917 • Various
... the morn, of the morn of the year, Burbling joyfully on your way, Maiden and rose and woodland fay Use as a mirror your waters clear: But I mourn as upon your banks I stand, That you come not, ... — Armenian Literature • Anonymous