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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 of William Cowper, Esq: With a New Memoir

William Cowper - 1869 - 306 pages
...to my lot, But though I less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is beard nc more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor...where the gard'ner, Robin, day by day. Drew me to schco! alon^ the public way, EuS Deliglitod with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm,...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - 1821 - 556 pages
...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 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...
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Poems

William Cowper - 1824 - 446 pages
...sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot ; But, though 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...
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Cowper's Minor Poems

William Cowper - 1825 - 244 pages
...sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though 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...
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 7-8

British anthology - 1825 - 464 pages
...sorrow spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored the_e, 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...
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The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 pages
...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 more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the pnblic way, Delighted...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1830 - 328 pages
...sorrows spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though 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...
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The Works of Cowper and Thomson: Including Many Letters and Poems Never ...

William Cowper - 1832 - 602 pages
...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 more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by duy, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted...
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The Eclectic Reader: Designed for Schools and Academies

Bela Bates Edwards - 1832 - 338 pages
...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 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...
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The Penny Magazine of the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge

1832 - 406 pages
...spent, I learned, at last, submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Wliere once we dwelt, our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where tlie gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along.the public way,...
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