[Three children jumping boulders across a stream, older boy leading]

Verse 5: Then all three together would cross o'er the brook, That rippled so pleasantly by, And Johnny would gather, while Frankie took rest, Where the herbage was withered and dry. The sunshine is clear, and the morning is fair, Their cheeks like the summer rose glow, And their sunny bright locks ripple free on the air, As laughing they merrily go.