 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,...  Poems, - Страница 197написао/ла William Cowper - 1817Пуни преглед - О овој књизи
 | Samuel BLACKBURN - 1833 - 254 страница
...stock of 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...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 wrapp'd... | |
 | Thomas Taylor - 1833 - 512 страница
...May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore. The parting soitml shall pass my lips no more ' ********* Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the ganl'per, Rrbin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coacli,... | |
 | Samuel Kirkham - 1834 - 360 страница
...sorrow spent', I learned', at last', submission to my lot', But', though I less deplored thee', ne'erb forgot'. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no...have trod my nursery floor', And where the gardener Robin', day by day', Drew me to school along the publick way', Delighted with my bauble coach', and... | |
 | William Cowper, William Hayley - 1835 - 372 страница
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...not thine have trod my nursery floor, And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach,... | |
 | William Cowper, William Hayley - 1835 - 376 страница
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...not thine have trod my nursery floor, And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 420 страница
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrows spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...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 wrapt... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 страница
...wont, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learn'd, at last, submission to my lot, But though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...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 wrapt... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 406 страница
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrows spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we...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 wrapp'd... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 страница
...my stock of 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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1836 - 384 страница
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod ray nursery floor, And where the gard'ner Rohin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,... | |
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