 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 - Сторінка 182автори: William Cowper - 1826Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Cowper - 1798 - 370 стор.
...lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard nomore, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | 1799 - 730 стор.
...ftock of infant forrows fpent, 1 iearn'd at laft fubmifiion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. ' Where once we dwelt our name is heard no mart, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor ; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew... | |
 | William Cowper - 1800 - 372 стор.
...lot, But, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. "Where once we dwelt our name is heard nomore, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1802 - 364 стор.
...infant forrow fpent, O 4 I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, ' '• But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot.' ' ' '; Where once we dwelt our...is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 482 стор.
...thus commemorated in a singularly beautiful and pathetic tomposition on the portrait of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry Jioor, And where the gard'ner Robin day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with... | |
 | William Hayley - 1803 - 348 стор.
...has thui commemorated in a Angularly beautiful and pathetic compofuion on the portrak of his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more> Children not thine have trod my nars'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1803 - 362 стор.
...learn'd at laft fubmiflion to my lot, I3ur, though I lefs deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwe^ our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; A nd where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my... | |
 | William Cowper - 1805 - 376 стор.
...my ftopk of infant forrow fpent, I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1805 - 366 стор.
...Till, all my ftock of infant forrow I learned at laft fubmiffion to my lot, But, though I lefs deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to ichool along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 394 стор.
...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...gard'ner Robin day by day, Drew me to school along the public way; Delighted with my bauble coach, and \vrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt. Tis... | |
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