...the gardener Robin', day by day', Drew me to school along the publick way', Delighted with my bawble coach', and wrapped' In scarlet mantle warm', and...known', That once we called the pastoral house our own'. Short-lived possession'! but the record fair' That memory keeps of all thy kindness there', Still outlives...

...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capp'd, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once...

...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...the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapt In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capt, 'Tie now beeome a history little known, That once we...

...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 [i] coach, and wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet-capp'd, "Pis now become a history little...

...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 4 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 thy 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 wrapp'd In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capp'd, "Tig now become a hist'ry little...

...: ' Where once we dwelt, our name is heard no more ; Children not thine have trod my nursery floor. "Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the past'ral house our own ; Short.lived possession ! but the record fair, That memory keeps of all thy...

...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 bawble coach, and wrapped"1 In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped,™ Tis now become a history...

...received from his cousin his mother's picture,' and among other lines, equally affecting, says : — " 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives...

...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...known, That once we called the pastoral house our own. Short-lived possession ! but the record fair That memory keeps of all thy kindness there, Still outlives...