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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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The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1840 - 538 pages
...picture, and full of the reminiscences of scenes " where early childhood strayed," writes thus : ' Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more ; Children not thine have trod my nursery floor. "Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the past'ral house our own...
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The American Class-reader: Containing a Series of Lessons in Reading; with ...

George Willson - 1840 - 298 pages
...sorrows 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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Selections from the British Poets, Volume 2

1840 - 368 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 thy nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,...
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Poems, by William Cowper, Esq: Together with His Posthumous Poetry ..., Volume 2

William Cowper - 1841 - 240 pages
...spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But though I less deplot'd thee, ne'er forgot. Whore once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod mv nurs'ry floor; Aiid where the gard'uer, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the publick way,...
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The United States Reader: Containing a Variety of Exercises in Reading ...

John D. Post - 1842 - 314 pages
...spent, I learned, at last; submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. 4. 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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Perennial Flowers

1843 - 184 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,...
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Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., Volumes 5-6

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 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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Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pages
...sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, Uut, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. ers nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted...
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English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution ...

English poetry - 1844 - 110 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, clay by day, Drew me to school along the public way,...
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The rhetorical reader, consisting of choice specimens of oratorical ...

John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 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,...
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