| 1844 - 400 páginas
...intrusively swell, As fancy reverts to my father's plantation, And sighs for the bucket which hangs in the well. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hangs in his well. France. THERE is a country in Europe, called States, and you must cross the... | |
| William Russell, John Goldsbury - 1845 - 292 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How "ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness,... | |
| William Russell, John Goldsbury - 1845 - 300 páginas
...cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And even the rude bucket which hung in the well ; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, that hung in the well. That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure ; For often, at noon, when returned... | |
| Thomas Ewbank - 1846 - 646 páginas
...found it the source of on exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardeut I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick...And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well. How sweet from the green mossy brinrto receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips ! Not... | |
| Thomas Ewbank - 1846 - 646 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature cau yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were...truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rone from the well. How sweet from the green mossy brim-to receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined... | |
| Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness,... | |
| William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1846 - 934 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell, Then soon with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness,... | |
| Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 páginas
...cataract fell ; The cot of my father, the dairy house nigh it, And e'en the rude backet which hung in the well ! The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure ; For often, at noon, when returned... | |
| 1847 - 906 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that natflre can yield ; How ardent I seized it, with hands that were...And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well — /-V '\X\^\^V'VV*VVWVWVi'V-'.rt The old oaken bucket — the iron-bound bucket — The moss-covered... | |
| George Barrell Cheever - 1847 - 456 páginas
...the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness,... | |
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