 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 - עמוד 296מאת William Cowper - 1805תצוגה מלאה - מידע על ספר זה
 | J H. Aitken - 1853 - 378 דפים
...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...name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod thy nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way,... | |
 | Alphonso Gerald Newcomer - 1910 - 776 דפים
...Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learned at last submission to my lot; But, though I less While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white nursery floor; And where the gardener Eobin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, 50... | |
 | 1911 - 784 דפים
...Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learnt 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... | |
 | Norman Hepple - 1911 - 306 דפים
...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...is heard no 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,... | |
 | William Macneile Dixon - 1911 - 792 דפים
...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... | |
 | Adolphus Alfred Jack - 1911 - 300 דפים
...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 not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | John William Cunliffe, James Francis Augustin Pyre, Karl Young - 1911 - 1196 דפים
...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 not thine have trod my nursery floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | 1912 - 572 דפים
...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...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 Henry Hudson - 1914 - 362 דפים
...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...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... | |
 | Lucius Hudson Holt - 1915 - 956 דפים
...Till, all my stock of infant sorrow spent, I learnt at last submission to my lot ; But, though I less gs to petty perfidy Have I not seen what human things...could do? From the loud roar of foaming calumny To the nursery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
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