 | Married women - 1855 - Liczba stron: 342
...though he had his doubts whether harm rather than good might not result from this meeting. CHAPTER XL Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine may tread my nursery floor. COWPBK. What is that to him that reaps not harvest of his youthful joys,... | |
 | Christians - 1856 - Liczba stron: 408
...in Berkhampstead Eectory the poet alludes in one of the most beautiful of his later pieces : — " Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more ; Children not thine have trod my nursery floor : And where the gardener Uohin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way. Delighted... | |
 | Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1856 - Liczba stron: 800
...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 my nursery floor: And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted... | |
 | Frances Eleanor Trollope - 1895 - Liczba stron: 348
...youngest daughter, and took up her abode in a lodging in Northumberland Street, Marylebone. CHAPTER XII. "Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; ***** Short-lived possession ! But the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness... | |
 | Horace Elisha Scudder - 1895 - Liczba stron: 530
...sorrows spent, I learn'd at last submission to my lot, 45 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 floor; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, s0... | |
 | Mark Pattison - 1895 - Liczba stron: 570
...the pang of thinking that strangers usurp our dwelling and the familiar places will know us no more. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not ihine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener Uobin, day by day, Drew me to school along... | |
 | William Cowper - 1896 - Liczba stron: 196
...sorrow spent, I learnt 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... | |
 | John Piersol McCaskey - 1897 - Liczba stron: 592
...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 — 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 Clark Ridpath - 1898 - Liczba stron: 586
...sorrows 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, 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 Cowper - 1898 - Liczba stron: 330
...sorrow spent, I learnt at last submission to my lot ; But, though 1 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... | |
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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 In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet... 
