 | 1836 - 498 psl.
...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 childhood,...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 psl.
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 496 psl.
...heart tar the !cene* of my cli jldhpo d When fond recollection reeals shcro to view ', The orchard, she meadow, the deep-tangled wild wood. And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide ipreading pond, and she gull u hicb^too by it, The bri.! r ,.•"•' the rock where the eataract... | |
 | 1823 - 400 psl.
...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 psl.
...When fond recollection presents them to view! — The orchard, the meadow, the deeptangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my 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 psl.
...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 psl.
...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 childhood,...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... | |
 | 1835 - 320 psl.
...Island of sorrow! THE BUCKET. The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild-wood, And ev'ry lov'd spot which my infancy knew; * The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which stood by it, The bridge, and the rock where the cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 psl.
...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 psl.
...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... | |
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How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view... 
