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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. "
The Yale Literary Magazine - Side 286
1846
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Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 sider
...wish the night Had borne my breath away ! The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember, I 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,...
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Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826 - 480 sider
...robins built, And where niv brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I 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,...
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 sider
...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...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Bind 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 sider
...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I 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...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Bind 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 sider
...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I 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...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 sider
...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birthday, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I 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...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sider
...the robin built And where my brother set The laburnum on his birthday, — The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing,...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...
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The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 sider
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday,— The tree is living" yet ! I remember, I 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,...
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The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 sider
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I 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,...
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The Universal Songster and Museum of Mirth: A Collection of Popular ..., Bind 2

1835 - 320 sider
...the robin built, And where my brother set The liburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing,...cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high: I used to think tneir slender tops Were close against the sky: To know I'm...
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