...remained demure, nottaught the nurseries for his comfort, but is ready to exclaim : " 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, Aud every loved spot that my infancy knew : The cot of my father, and dairy-house...

...feelings. There has been no recent edition of any of his works. THE BUCKET. How dear to this heart arc the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection...to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew! The wide-spreading pond, and the mill that stood...

...that happy home above, where sickness can never enter, and sorrow can never come. 27. How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, tha meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, The wide-spreading pond "and the mill that stood by it, The...

...has one of our poets alluded to this innate attachment to the loved scenery of our early homes. " How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,...presents them to view; , The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangl d wildwood, And every loved spot that my infancy knew." Sir, we have abundant evidence to...

...that happy home above, where sickness can never enter, and sorrow- can never come. 27. How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection...presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the > .eep.tanglcd wild.wood, 285 The wide-spreading pond and the mill that stood by it, The bridge and...

...so sooth-ing — Dis-tant but un - fur - got. 4— rTHE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. Four Part Song. fine. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood When fond recollection presents them to • .1 •• 1. The orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wild-wtiod,And every loved spot which my...

...The orchard, the meadow, the deep tansled wildwood, And ev'iy lov'd spot which my infancy knew, <s The wide-spreading pond and the mill which stood near it. The bridge and the rock where thr cataract fell, The cot of my father, the dairy house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket that hung...

...a country-born metropolitan of what he saw and experienced in ' life's young day: ' 'How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The cheese-press, the goose-pond, the pigs in the wild-wood, And every old stump that niv infancy knew....

...our constant companion and playmate, " Lion," frisking, and gambolling around us. " How dear to my heart, are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view." Ah ! where are now the busy feet, that then trod those pleasant grounds ? Where the eyes that then...

...resign, &e. No. 125. THE OLD OAKEN BUCKET. Odeoa, 68. School Singer, 90. lit vol. Social Choir, 55. l.How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood,...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...