 | Alonzo Reed, Brainerd Kellogg - 1913 - 456 str.
...heart is stone That feels not at the sight, and feels at none. The wall on which we tried our graving skill, The very name we carved subsisting still; The bench on which we sat while deep employed, Tho' mangled, hacked, and hewed, not yet destroyed; The little ones, unbuttoned, glowing hot, Playing... | |
 | Courtenay Frederic William Dunn - 1920 - 336 str.
...usher " — see under " usher." CHAPTER VIII HIS SCHOOLING ' The Wall on which we tried our graving skill, The very name we carved subsisting still; The...which we sat while deep employed, Though mangled, hack'd, and hewed, not yet destroyed. COWPER. VIII HIS SCHOOLING FROM the little one can gather of... | |
 | Thomas Wright - 1921 - 444 str.
...heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. The wall on which we tried our graving skill, The very name we carved subsisting still, The bench on which we sat while deep employ'd, Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd. He excelled at cricket and other games.... | |
 | Leonard Southerden Wood - 1921 - 396 str.
...heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. The wall on which we tried our graving skill, The very name we carved subsisting still ; The bench on which we sat while deep employ'd, Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones unbutton'd, glowing... | |
 | 1922 - 642 str.
...heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. The wall on which we tried our growing skill, The very name we carved subsisting still; The...Though mangled, hacked and hewed, not yet destroyed." So sings Cowper in his ' Tirocinium, or a Review of the Schools,' though his feelings towards public... | |
 | 568 str.
...is stone That feels not at that sight — and feels at none. The wall on which we tried our graving skill ; The very name we carved subsisting still ; The bench on which we sat while deep employ'd, Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, yet not destroy'd. The little ones unbutton'd, glowing... | |
 | Wren & Martin - 434 str.
...heart is stone That feels not at the sight, and feels at none; The wall on which we tried our graving skill, The very name we carved subsisting still, The bench on which we sat while deepemployed. Though mangled, hacked, and hewed, not yet destroyed; The little ones, unbuttoned, glowing... | |
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Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. 
