 The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket which hung in the well. That moss-covered vessel I hailed as a treasure, For often at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and...  Echoes from Home: A Collection of Home Poetry - Page 1301870 - 228 pagesFull view - About this book
 | 1836 - 498 pages
...noon, when returned from the field, 1 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... | |
 | 1820 - 436 pages
...ardent I seized it, with bauds that were glowinj, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell, That soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from Ihe w«U. The old oaken bucket,— the iron bound bucket— The moss covered bucket arose from the... | |
 | 1821 - 154 pages
...noon, when returned from 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 tell, Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness,... | |
 | 1822 - 496 pages
...wen. glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of IrntJi overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from...moss-covered bucket, arose from the well. How sweet from the green.mossy brim to receive it, As poised on the enrb it inclined to my lips; Not a full blushiug goblet... | |
 | 1823 - 400 pages
...cataract fell; The cot of my father, the dairy-house nigh it, And e'en the rude bucket 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... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure — The purest and sweetest that nature can yield How ardent I seized...How sweet from the green, mossy brim to receive it, Aa, poised on the curb, it inclined to my lips! Not a full, blushing goblet could tempt me to leave... | |
 | Ebenezer Porter - 1833 - 312 pages
...The moss covered bucket, which hung in the well. 2 That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure— 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,... | |
 | 1834 - 438 pages
...seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white pebbled bottom it fell ; Then POOH, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping...it rose from the well ; The old oaken bucket, the irun-hotind bucket. The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well. How sweet from the green mossy brim... | |
 | 1834 - 402 pages
...noon, -when returned from 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, How sweet from the... | |
 | 1834 - 406 pages
...the field, I fbund it the SOUTCC of an exquisita plessure, The purest and sweetest that nature ean yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quiek to the white pebbled bottom it fell ; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping... | |
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