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8 thoughts on “ The Old Oaken Bucket ”

1. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well. 20 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, Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips.

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2. Over time, the Old Oaken Bucket trophy has been stolen. The first time this happened was in when Indiana dominated over Purdue. A Purdue representative took the bucket to the train station where he came across a group of IU students. These students claimed they were tasked with the responsibility of taking the bucket to IU.

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3. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered 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.

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4. The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered 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,5/5.

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5. The Old Oaken Bucket House is currently undergoing a restoration process. Early in , volunteers painted and wallpapered the first floor of the house. While the restoration continues, the house will be used for special one day events, such as art shows and other exhibitions and more.

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6. View the online menu of Oaken Bucket and other restaurants in South Bend, Indiana. Due to Covid, restaurant open hours and service may differ. Please check with the restaurant directly. Oaken Bucket «Back To South Bend, IN. Open. mi. Burgers, American (Traditional) $$ ()

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7. Old Oaken Bucket Old Oaken Bucket (Samuel Woodworth and George Kialmark) How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood When fond recollections presents them to view the orchard, the meadow, the deep tangled wildwood, And ev'ry loved spot which my infancy knew The wide spreading pond, and the mill that stood by it, The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell; The cot of my father, the.

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8. The old oaken bucket, the ironbound bucket, The moss-covered bucket that hung in the well. How soon from the green mossy rim to receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips, Not a full flowing goblet could tempt me to leave it, Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips. And now far removed from the loved situation.

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