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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... "
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The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield

Samuel Carter Hall - 1837
...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...

The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield

Samuel Carter Hall - 1837
...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,...

The poetic reciter; or, Beauties of the British poets: adapted for reading ...

Henry Marlen - 1838
...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...day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, 2s Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become...

Reading Book for the Use of Female Schools

1839 - 408 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 capp'd, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once...

The Poetical Works of William Cowper

William Cowper - 1839 - 516 sivua
...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt, 'Tie now beeome a history little known, That once we...

Select poetry for children: with notes, arranged by J. Payne

Joseph Payne - 1839
...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...school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble [i] coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capp'd, "Pis now become a history little...

An Essay on Elocution: Designed for the Use of Schools and Private Learners

Samuel Kirkham - 1839 - 357 sivua
...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...gardener Robin', day by day', Drew me to school along the publick way', Delighted with my bawble coach', and wrapped' In scarlet mantle warm', and velvet capped',...

The American Class-reader: Containing a Series of Lessons in Reading; with ...

George Willson - 1840 - 288 sivua
...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...to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble-coach, and .wrapped 4 In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, 'Tis now become a history little...

The Christian guardian (and Church of England magazine).

1840
...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 ; Short.lived...

Selections from the British Poets, Nide 2

1840
...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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