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" I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name 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 with my bauble coach, and wrapped... "
Conversations on Poetry:: Intended for the Amusement and Instruction of Children - Page 33
by Author of the Buxton diamonds - 1824 - 144 pages
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Poems

William Cowper - 1802 - 428 pages
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapl In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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The Life and Posthumous Writings of William Cowper, Esqr: With an ...

William Hayley - 1803 - 413 pages
...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 with my bauble coach, and -wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, ' Tis now become a history little...
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Poems, Volume 1

William Cowper - English poetry - 1803 - 348 pages
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known,'...
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Poems,

William Cowper - 1803 - 363 pages
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1805
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1805
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, Volume 3

William Cowper - English poetry - 1806
...submission to my lot, j But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery...to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known,...
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Poems, Volume 2

William Cowper - 1806
...though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more. Children uot thine have trod my nursery floor $ And where the gardener...to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known,...
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The life and posthumous writings of William Cowper, by W. Hayley ..., Volume 2

William Cowper - 1806
...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 with my bauble coach, and \vrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt. Tis now become a history little known,...
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The Life, and Posthumous Writings, of William Cowper, Esqr: With ..., Volume 1

William Hayley - 1806
...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 ray bauble coach,...
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