 | John Aikin - 1821 - 314 sivua
...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... | |
 | Agnes Strickland - 1823 - 194 sivua
...years after. Then he describes the gardener Robin drawing him to school in his little carriage — " And where the gardener Robin day by day Drew me to...way, Delighted with my, bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap." Then he tells us that his mother used to visit him every night,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 446 sivua
...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we... | |
 | Author of the Buxton diamonds - 1824 - 160 sivua
...oa that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more. Where once we dwelt our name it heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery...to school along the public way, Delighted with my bawble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, "Tis now become a history little... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 510 sivua
...to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no Children not thine have trod my nursery floor; And...to school along the public way, Delighted with my hauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little... | |
 | William Cowper - 1824 - 470 sivua
...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 sivua
...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 - 1825 - 244 sivua
...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 464 sivua
...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we... | |
 | Literary gems - 1826 - 718 sivua
...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... | |
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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 more,... 
