Samuel Woodworth quotes

How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view. (Samuel Woodworth)
Then soon with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well. View quote
Samuel Woodworth
The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. View quote
Samuel Woodworth