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" Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; 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 it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke!... "
The History of the Union, and of the Constitution ...: With ... Appendix ... - Page 80
by Charles Chauncey Burr - 1862 - 92 pages
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A Compendium of American Literature: Chronologically Arranged, with ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - American literature - 1859 - 812 pages
...amidst the unanimous applause of the whole assembly. I never taw (ach • fifoment in a eoneert-room." , When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade ; In all t. eir gushing joy, Here, too, my sisters play'd. My moth r kias'd me here ; My father press'd my hand...
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Trials and Triumphs for Three-score Years and Ten in the Life of G.W. Henry ...

George W. Henry - 1861 - 384 pages
...Woodman, thy stroke forbear, Cut not its earth-bound tie; O spare the aged oak, Now towering to the sky. When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful 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 the...
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The National Fourth Reader: Containing a Course of Instruction in Elocution ...

Richard Green Parker, James Madison Watson - Readers, American - 1861 - 446 pages
...glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down dman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! ' "i 8. When but an idle boy, ^ -^ I sought its grateful shade\* In all their gushing joy, \ ,Here, too,...
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The Fifth Reader of the School and Family Series

Marcius Willson - Bible stories - 1861 - 550 pages
...spared. How appropriate to their entreaties seem the words of Morris : " Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak., Now towering to the skies !" ian of the chartered rights of the infant colony ; and so highly was it venerated, that, at sunset...
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Popular Poetry: a Selection of Pieces Old and New, Adapted for General Use

Popular poetry - English poetry - 1862 - 246 pages
...forbear thy stroke, Cut not its earth-bound ties ; O, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies. When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy, Here, too, my sisters play'd. My mother kissed me here ; My father pressed my hand: Forgive this foolish tear, But let that...
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The Fifth Reader of the School and Family Series

Marcius Willson - Bible stories - 1862 - 558 pages
...appropriate to their entreaties seem the words of Morris : • u Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cnt not it* earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies 1'* 11. "It has been the guide of our ancestors for centuries," said they, " as to the time of planting...
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The History of the Union, and of the Constitution: Being the Substance of ...

Charles Chauncey Burr - Constitutional history - 1863 - 120 pages
...renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down T Woodman, forbear thy stroke t Cut not its earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! When hut iin idle boy,' I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters...
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Scraps. [An anthology, ed.] by H. Jenkins

esq Henry Jenkins - 1864 - 800 pages
...not its earth-bound ties, O ! spare that aged oak. Now towering to the skies. When but an idle boy 1 sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played ; My mother kiss'd me here ; My father press'd my hand ; Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand....
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Golden Leaves from the American Poets

American poetry - 1864 - 428 pages
...and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down I Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters...
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Home Ballads

American poetry - 1865 - 118 pages
...and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke ! Cut not its earth-bound ties ; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies ! When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade ; In all their gushing joy Here too my sisters...
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