 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, - 第 197 頁William Cowper 著 - 1817完整檢視 - 關於此書
 | William Howitt - 1847 - 524 頁
...described, and by the record of it in those inimitable verses of the son on receiving her picture. " Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Itobin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped... | |
 | 1878 - 496 頁
...wealth, or in intelligence may be the successive occupants of the same residence, he sadly exclaims, " Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children...have trod my nursery floor, And where the gardener Robin day hy day Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bawble-coach, and wrapp'd... | |
 | 1850 - 716 頁
...generation. JHB THE Companion, PART XLIV. VOL. VIII.] _ [AuousT, 18BO. THE TWO GUARDIANS. CHAPTER III. " Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine ' may tread ' my nursery floor." COWPER. THE way of life at Fern Torr parsonage was so quiet as to... | |
 | Timothy Stone Pinneo - 1847 - 502 頁
...spent, 1 learned at last submission to my lot : But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. 21 Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more ; Children...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... | |
 | Ann Jane - 1855 - 1198 頁
...quick return ; What ardently I wished I long believed, And, disappointed still — was still deceived. 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 pastoral house our own. Short-lived... | |
 | Charlotte Eliza Sargeant - 1850 - 150 頁
...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...have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way Delighted with my humble coach, and wrapp'd... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 頁
...Till. all mv stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned, at last, submission to my lot, IJut ihonx'ii I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no moic, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew... | |
 | Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 頁
...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...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... | |
 | Edward Hughes - 1851 - 362 頁
...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...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 - 1851 - 624 頁
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot, But, though was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all...was proud. So three doors off the chaise was stayed 6oor; And where the gardener Robin, day by duy, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with... | |
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