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" I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I remember, I remember The house where I was born , The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn: He never came a wink too soon , Nor brought too long a day, But now , I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. "
Hoekzema's Gleanings from English Poetry - Side 6
af David Hoekzema - 1893 - 334 sider
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 504 sider
...melancholy. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I ni <ii M :ii -i, I remember, The house where I was bom. The liltle window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He...often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I rememlwr, I remember, The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups. Those flowers made...
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The Prose and Poetry of Europe and America: Consisting of Literary Gems and ...

1845 - 600 sider
...life will fade away, I know that I must vainly pine, For I am made of mortal clay, But she's divine ! s-aa Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 504 sider
...its chord in melancholy. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMRER, I remember, The house where I was bom, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at...and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilaes where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree...
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Poems, Bind 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 264 sider
...common rill, Before her feet will turn again To meet her father's will ! I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. i. I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born,...remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built, And where...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayley

Samuel Carter Hall - 1846
...robin's food, And sup the common rill, Before her feet will turn again To meet her father's will ! 1 REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember, The house...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! L 1 I remember, I remember, The roses — red and white ! The violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers...
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The Dublin Review, Del 1

1846
...with us in regarding the closing lines of the last stanza as peculiarly beautiful and touching. 1. " I remember, I remember, The house where I was born,...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! 1846.] Hood's Poems. 405 2. " I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets and the...
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The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New ...

1846 - 160 sider
...unavailing. To arms ! to arms ! ye brave, &c. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER.— By T. Hood. I REMEMBER, 1 remember The house where I was born, The little window...sun came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink to soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish that night Had borne my breath away ! I remember,...
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Poems, Bind 1

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 273 sider
...common rill, Before her feet will turn again To meet her father's will ! I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. i. I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born,...little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; lie never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne...
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The Metropolitan, Bind 49

1847
...inn, repeating as I did so those chaste, yet unpretending stanzas from the pen of Thomas Hood, — " I remember, I remember, The house where I was born...I often wish the night Had borne my breath away." The inn, like everything else, remained just as I had last seen it, — the old sign, supported by...
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The Drawing-room magazine: or, Ladies book of fancy needlework and choice ...

1848
...remember The boose where I was born, The little window, where the sun Came peeping in, at morn ; It never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a...borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spirei Were close against the sky ; It was...
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