 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.  Poems - Page 296by William Cowper - 1805Full view - About this book
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 620 pages
...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 dwelt our...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... | |
 | William Cowper, William Hayley - 1835 - 372 pages
...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... | |
 | William Cowper, William Hayley - 1835 - 376 pages
...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... | |
 | Author of The young man's own book - 1836 - 336 pages
...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 dwelt,...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 420 pages
...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 dwelt our...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1835 - 406 pages
...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 dwelt our...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,... | |
 | Samuel Putnam - 1836 - 226 pages
...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 pages
...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,... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 436 pages
...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 dwelt our...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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1837 - 534 pages
...my stock of infant 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... | |
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