 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 1681804Full view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1836 - 388 pages
...the poet's infancy, which he has thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is beard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor, And where the gard'ner Robin, day by... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 534 pages
...sorrow spent, I leam'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 5 And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 432 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... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 448 pages
...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 thy nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, •Drew me to sehool along the public... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 442 pages
...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 thy nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,... | |
 | Henry Marlen - 1838 - 342 pages
...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 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, 2s... | |
 | William Cowper - 1839 - 554 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... | |
 | 1839 - 428 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... | |
 | Joseph Payne - 1839 - 304 pages
...sorrow spent, I learned 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 nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day. Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 362 pages
...learned', at last', submission to my lot', But', though I less deplored thee', nc'erb 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 publick way',... | |
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