 | 1836 - 498 oldal
...of the great captain was given in a single word : " INVARIABLY." Temperance Penny Mag. POETRY. THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my...presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And ev'ry loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the... | |
 | 1820 - 436 oldal
...written by him, and ^traded from the Republican Chronicle, of whicli lie is the editor. ,-"'*. THK BUCKET. !?***^ How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood. When fond recollection recalls them to view; The ore hard, the meadow, the. deep tangled wilu-wood And every lov'd spot which... | |
 | 1823 - 400 oldal
...delays to strike,' — the mind would, probably, give vent to its feelings in lines like these :— How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection vocals them to view ; The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 oldal
...all benighted — Glory's burning, generous swell, Fancy, and the poet's shelL SAMUEL WOODWORTH. TBE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes...infancy knew ! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it; The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell ; The cot of my father, the dairy-house... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 312 oldal
...And every loved spot which my infancy knew; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, When fond recollection presents them to view; The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild-wood. The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell; The cot of my father, the... | |
 | 1834 - 402 oldal
...the southern main Bend to God thy melting knee, Mingle with the wave again ! SAMUEL WOODWORTH. THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my...presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And ev'ry loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 oldal
...seek no change ; and, least of all, such change as they would bring us. THE BUCKET. I. How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood ! When fond recollection...presents them to view ; The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildt wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and... | |
 | Abner Kneeland - 1836 - 154 oldal
...And all their arts are unavailing, To arms, to arms, &c. 169. — AIR. — Jessie of Dunblane. 1 YES! dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection recalls them to view — The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And ev'ry loved spot... | |
 | Samuel Worcester - 1837 - 264 oldal
...of these verses ' What is a line ? What ba verse 1 What is poetry 1 What i» prose 1 THE BUCKET. 1. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,...presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide spreading pond, and the... | |
 | 1838 - 332 oldal
...landscape from the embracing sky, On all the peaceful world the smile of heaven shall lie. BRYANT. THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my...to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which... | |
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How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it,... 
