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" 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 In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet... "
The Balance, and Columbian Repository - Page 166
1804
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1798 - 370 pages
...lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard nomore, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Analytical Review: Or History of Literature, Domestic and Foreign ..., Volume 28

1799 - 730 pages
...lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. ' Where once we dwelt our name is heard no mart, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bawble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1800 - 364 pages
...forrows fpent, I learn'd at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot 06 Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...where the; gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1800 - 372 pages
...lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. "Where once we dwelt our name is heard nomore, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1802 - 364 pages
...learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, ' '• But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot.' ' ' '; Where once we dwelt our name 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...
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The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 482 pages
...the Poet's infancy, which he has thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic tomposition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt...heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry Jioor, And where the gard'ner Robin day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with...
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The Life and Posthumous Writings of William Cowper: With an ..., Volume 1

William Hayley - 1803 - 348 pages
...infancy, which he has thui commemorated in a Angularly beautiful and pathetic compofuion on the portrak of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more> Children not thine have trod my nars'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted...
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Poems,

William Cowper - 1803 - 388 pages
...forrow fpent, J learned at lad fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name 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...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1803 - 362 pages
...learn'd at laft fubmiflion to my lot, I3ur, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwe^ our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; A nd where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1805 - 366 pages
...infant forrow I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name 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...
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