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" I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The... "
The Character Building Readers: First reader, part one-[eighth year] - 7. oldal
szerző: Ellen E. Kenyon-Warner - 1910
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The Youth's magazine, or Evangelical miscellany

1845 - 624 oldal
...guilt. To him, in a worse sense than the poet meant it, the beautiful but melancholy verse applies : — I remember — I remember The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their spiry tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy, To KNOW...

The Repository of Arts, Literature, Fashions &c

1827 - 474 oldal
...now, And summer pools could hardly cool the fever on my brow. I remember, I remember, the fir-trees dark and high, I used to think their slender tops...I'm farther off from heaven than when I was a boy. Mr. Montague. I surely have seen that before ; but I cannot now call to mind where. Reginald. Mr. Hood...

Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 oldal
...in feathers, then, That is so heavy, now; And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky; It was a childish ignorance,— But now 'tis little joy To know...

Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826 - 480 oldal
...feathers, then, That is so heavy, now ; And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 4. . I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ; It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy To know...

The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 oldal
...feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! IV. I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high...But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heav'u Than when I was a boy. BALLAD. SIGH on sad heart, for Love's eclipse, And Beauty's fairest queen,...

The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies, Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 oldal
...feathers then, That Is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! IV. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high...But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heav'n Than when I was a boy. BALLAD. SIGH on sad heart, for Love's eclipse, And Beauty's fairest queen,...

The living and the dead, by a country curate [E. Neale].

Erskine Neale - 1829 - 386 oldal
...day, Bat now I often wish the night had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember the fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops...I'm farther off from heaven than when I was a boy." HOOD'S Whim» and Oddities. A COUNTRY CURATE'S PILGRIMAGE. THERE are few whose early prospects were...

Fragments of the lyre, a collection of modern poems [selected by E. Dowling].

Fragments - 1829 - 232 oldal
...flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow! I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high,...childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heav'n Than when I was a boy. T. HOOD. EPITAPH—ON HOGARTH. Here lies the painter...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 2. kötet

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 oldal
...feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! • I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy To know...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 oldal
...feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And the summer pool could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 1 remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy To know...




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