...Bucket.—SAMUEL WOODWORTH. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollectinn 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 nigh it, And...

...shall cease — A purer sky, where all is peace. THE BUCKET. BY S. WOODWOETH. 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 BUCKET. 57 The wide-spreading...

...beat ; Like summer's beam, and summer's stream, THE BUCKET. BY S. WOODWORTH. 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...

...sky, where all is peace. THE BUCKET. BY S. WOODWORTH. How dear to this heart are the scenes of ray 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...

...prepared by Thee, Though filled with joy or grief 1 LESSON CXII. The Bucket. \. 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...

...Thy glad return. • The song-sparrow. 440 441 SAMUEL WOODWORTH.' THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood ! When fond recollection presents them to view ; The orehard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading...

...the well-known places of my earliest days. These lines often occurred to me— ' How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood When fond recollection presents them to view !' I went to my father's house, and wandered all over the woods I used to play in, and I picked several...

...little store, When the last reader reads no more 1 THE BUCKET. BV S. WOODWORTH. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection...orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide-spreading pond, and the mill which stood by it, The...

...kow onward vex thee ; — Duty done, life's path is plain. THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. 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 wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide spreading pond, and the...

...peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view I The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew ;...