 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 σελίδες
...There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew...gushing joy, Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father press' d my hand: Forgive this foolish tear, — But let that old oak stand... | |
 | George Pope Morris - 1838 - 106 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its...Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! 39 When but an idle boy I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters... | |
 | George Pope Morris - 1838 - 96 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its...Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! .19 When but an idle boy I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters... | |
 | Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1840 - 246 σελίδες
...down ? Wuo,lmim, fnrluN,r thy stroke! ('i»l not !t« rnrth-bound ties; Oh «t»re that nged onk, ' When but an idle boy I sought its grateful shade ;...gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here ; My father pressed my handForgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stend! My... | |
 | 1841 - 376 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its...gushing joy Here too my sisters played. My mother kissed me here ; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand... | |
 | George Pope Morris - 1843 - 220 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its...shade : In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters play'd. My mother kiss'd me here ; My father press'd my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let... | |
 | William Bentley Fowle - 1844 - 302 σελίδες
...sea, — And would'st thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound lies ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies...gushing joy, Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here, My father pressed my hand ; Forgive this foolish tear, — But let that old oak stand... | |
 | 1837 - 400 σελίδες
...sea, And would'st thou hack it down 1 Woodman, forbear thy stroke ; Cut not its earth-bound lief ; O, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! When...shade ; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters play'd. My mother kiss'd me here ; My father press'd my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 340 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown, Are spread o'er land and sea, And would'st thou hack it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound ties, Oh ! spare the aged oak Now towering to the skies. 3. When but an idle boy, My mother kissed me here — My father... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1846 - 372 σελίδες
...That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown, Are spread o'er land and sea, And would'st thou hack it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke* Cut not its earth-bound ties, Oh ! spare the aged oak Now towering to the skies. 3. When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade, In all... | |
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When but an idle boy I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand! 
