...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 wrapp'd In scarlet .mantle warm, and velvet cap, Tis now become a history little...

...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-capped, 'Tis now become a history little...

...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 wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, 'Tis now become a history little...

...name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the ganl'per, Rrbin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coacli, antl wra;jt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet cap, "Pis now become a hist'rv little...

...endearments, which comes home to every heart with the warmth of its own tint DM! purest feelings — Where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the pnblic way, Delighted with my bauble coacb, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capp'd....

...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 my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt. ' Tis now become a history little...

...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 my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt, 'Tis now become a history little known,...

...overlove and over-carefulness. Who remembers not Cowper's delineation of maternal tenderness ? — — ' 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 velvet cap' — ' Thy nightly visits to my chamber...

...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 velvet cap, 'Tis now become a hist'ry little...

...Where once we dwelt our name is beard 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 my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt, "Us now become a history little known,...