...And give the worm my little store, When the last reader reads no more ! THE BUCKET. BIT S. WOODWORTH. 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...

...Oft as the spring returns shall hail sincere Thy glad return. 440 441 SAMUEL WOODWORTH.* THE BDCKET. 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...

...allays, our fear controls ; Sweet 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 ;...

...see that there is great reason why we should all remember Samuel Woodworth with pleasure and respect. THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. How dear to this heart are the...orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood. And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell, Then soon,with the emblem of truth overflowing, And every...

...1785, and died in New York in 1842. He waj the author of several volumes of souga, comedies, &c. 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 every loved spot which my infancy knew ; The wide -spreading pond, and...

...LOVELL— DAME DUNTON AND CHARLES MURPHY— HER THOUGHTS ON EDUCATION — A SCENE IN HER GARDEN. " How 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 every loved spot...

...sleep. EXERCISE XVII. THE OLD OAREN BUCKET. — S. Woodwarth. [See Remarks introductory to Exercise X.] How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,...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...

...OAKEN BUCKET. — S. Woodworth. [See Remarks introductory to Exercise X.] How dear to tins heart arc 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...

...thee. Thy glad return. * The Eong-sparrnw. VARIOUS AUTHORS. 441 SAMUEL WOODWORTH.* THE BUCKET. How dcai to this heart are the scenes of my childhood ! When fond recollection presents them to view; The orchaid, the meadow, the deep tangled wild wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew; The wide-spreading...

...spread, Eternal sunshine — settles on its head. What is fame? A^/imcy'd life in others1 breath. Tin OLD OAKEN BUCKET. How dear to this heart— are the scenes of my cKbDtood, When fond reeoUecfion— presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep'tangled...