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" I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups — Those flowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birthday, — The tree is living yet! "
The Works of Thomas Hood...: Complete poetical works - 179. oldal
szerző: Thomas Hood - 1861
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Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826 - 480 oldal
...and the lily cups — Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where niv brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — The...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; —My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy,...

Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 oldal
...wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; —My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy,...

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

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 oldal
...robin built, And where my brother set The liburnam on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! III. I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush ai fresh To swallows on the wing ; M My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer...

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

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 oldal
...flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

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

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 oldal
...flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 oldal
...flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birthday, — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 oldal
...while, The violets and the lily cups — Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush afresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now,...

The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 oldal
...white, The violets and the lily cups — Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush afresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now,...

The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 oldal
...while, The violets and the lily cups — Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where ihe robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his...remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thoughl Ihe air would rush afresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That...

The Universal Songster and Museum of Mirth: A Collection of ..., 2. kötet

1835 - 320 oldal
...Those Mowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The liburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet! I remember,...air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirits flew in feathers then, That are so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever...




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