 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, That once we call'd the past'ral house our own.  Poems - Страница 319по William Cowper - 1800Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Cowper - 1805 - 366 страници
...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,...'Tis now become a hiftory little known, That once we called the paftoral houfe our own. Short lived psffeffion ! but the record fair, That memory keeps... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 394 страници
...pathetic composition on the portrait of his mother. 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 with my bauble coach, and \vrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | William Hayley - 1806 - 404 страници
...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, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 300 страници
...uot 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 wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the... | |
 | William Cowper - 1806 - 226 страници
...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 wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the... | |
 | 1804 - 450 страници
...pathetic compufition on the portrait of his mother : — « 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 with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | British poets - 1809 - 526 страници
...less deplor'd thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not chine 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 banble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | Priscilla Wakefield - 1809 - 234 страници
...thee, ne'er forgot. «< Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod mv 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... | |
 | William Cowper - 1810 - 404 страници
...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 with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
 | William Cowper - 1814 - 496 страници
...ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt onr name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nnrs'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the pnblic way, Delighted with my banble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and... | |
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