Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship. 1904. | | Poems of Home: I. About Children | I remember, I remember | Thomas Hood (17991845) |
| 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, | 5 |
Nor brought too long a day; | |
But now I often wish the night | |
Had borne my breath away! | |
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I remember, I remember | |
The roses, red and white, | 10 |
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, | 15 |
The tree is living yet! | |
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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; | 20 |
My spirit flew in feathers then, | |
That is so heavy now, | |
And summer pools could hardly cool | |
The fever on my brow! | |
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I remember, I remember | 25 |
The fir-trees dark and high; | |
I used to think their slender tops | |
Were close against the sky. | |
It was a childish ignorance, | |
But now t is little joy | 30 |
To know I m farther off from heaven | |
Than when I was a boy. | | | |
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