 Dupe of to-morrow even from a child. Thus many a sad to-morrow came and went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot ; But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no...  The British anthology; or, Poetical library - Էջ 12British anthology - 1825Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 470 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 450 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | Literary gems - 1826 - 718 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1826 - 242 էջ
...stock of infant sorrows spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But though I less deplot'd thee, ne'er forgot.' 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 publick way,... | |
 | John Johnstone - 1827 - 596 էջ
...t our name is beard 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 with my bauble-coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a hist'ry little... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 402 էջ
...lot, 15ut, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capp'd, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd the pastoral house our own. Shortlived... | |
 | 1828 - 814 էջ
...infant sorrow spent, • I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard...gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the pnblic way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, andvelvet-capt, "Pis... | |
 | 1828 - 398 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1828 - 468 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | Jonathan Barber - 1828 - 264 էջ
...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 my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
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