Aldrich, Thomas Bailey, 1836-1907 · Boston, CT : Hall and Locke · leaf 147
ered bucket arose from the well. How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it. As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips !Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it. The brightest that beauty or revelry sips.And now, far removed from the loved habitation. The tear of regret will…
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