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...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 bawble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and...

...dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapl In fcarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, Tis now become a hiftory little known, That once we...

...dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public...'Tis now become a hiftory little known, That once we called the paftoral houfe our own. Short lived pofleffion ! but the record fair, That memory keeps...

...forgot. Where once we dwe^ our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurs'ry floor; A nd where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool...fcarlet mantle warm, and velvet capt, 'Tis now become a hiflory little known, That once we call'd the paft'ral houfe our own. Short-liv'd poffeffion ! but...

...his mother. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more> Children not thine have trod my nars'ry floor; And where the gard'ner Robin, day by day, Drew...coach, and wrapt In fcarlet mantle warm, and velvet eapt, 'Tis now become a hiftory little known, That once we call'd the paft'ral houfe our own. Short-liv'd...

...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 wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and...

...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 -wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and...

...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 velvet capt, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we call'd thepast'ral...

...dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nurfery floor ; And where the gardener Robin, day by day, Drew me to fchool along the public...'Tis now become a hiftory little known, That once we called the paftoral houfe our own. Short lived pofieffion ! but the record fair, That memory keeps...