 | William Cowper - 1805 - 376 sider
...Till, all my ftopk of infant forrow fpent, I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our...is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1805 - 366 sider
...wenj? Till, all my ftock of infant forrow I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our...is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to ichool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Hayley - 1806 - 404 sider
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...not thine have trod my nursery floor, And where the gard'ner Robin day by day, Drew me to school along the public way ; Delighted with ray bauble coach,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 sider
...came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, 3 I learned at ]ast submission to my lo)^ But • though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot....once we dwelt our name is heard no more. Children uot thine have trod my nursery floor $ And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 394 sider
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor, And where the gard'ner Robin day by day, Drew me to school along the public way; Delighted... | |
 | Robert Southey - 1807 - 498 sider
...to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. »...gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the publick way. Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capr, 'Tis... | |
 | 1804 - 450 sider
...in the following Angularly beautiful and pathetic compufition on the portrait of his mother : — « Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor, And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way ; Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1808 - 338 sider
...stock of infant sorrow spent, .. ,, I learn'd at last suhmission to my lot, But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no mure, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Rohin, day hy day, Drew... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 sider
...my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. «< Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod mv nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 sider
...my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not chine have trod my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along... | |
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I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped... 
