 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, - Seite 197von William Cowper - 1817Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 Seiten
...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...more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; 232 And where the gardener, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | Adolphus Alfred Jack - 1911 - 300 Seiten
...reach'd the shore " Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,"' with the immortally affecting lines : ' 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 wrapp'd... | |
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, Karl Young - 1911 - 1196 Seiten
...spent, I learned at last submission to my lot ; But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. 45 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... | |
 | William Macneile Dixon - 1911 - 792 Seiten
...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, Delighted... | |
 | 1912 - 572 Seiten
...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 wrapped... | |
 | William Henry Hudson - 1914 - 362 Seiten
...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 wrapped... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 Seiten
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learnt at last submission to my lot ; But, though ty wrongs to petty perfidy Have I not seen what human...calumny To the small whisper of the as paltry few, т Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped... | |
 | Robert Haven Schauffler - 1915 - 390 Seiten
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrows 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 bawble coach, and... | |
 | Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 Seiten
...sorrow spent, I learnt at last submission to my lot; But, though I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. 45 f% Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped... | |
 | 1916 - 792 Seiten
...went, Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot ; But, though s * they were drinking all. ' See ! see ! (I cried)...Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upri Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped... | |
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