 | 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,...orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And ev'ry loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which stood by it, The... | |
 | 1820 - 436 psl.
...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... | |
 | 1822 - 496 psl.
...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 fejl... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 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 dairy-house... | |
 | 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,...orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And ev'ry loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which stood by it, The... | |
 | 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...to view ; The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildt wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that... | |
 | 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... | |
 | 1838 - 332 psl.
...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 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... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1838 - 316 psl.
...A CHILDLESS WIDOW. EXERCISE 54. The Bticket. — A Cold-Water Song. — WOODWORTH, 1 How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood! When fond recollection...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... | |
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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! 
