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Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury.  1875.
T. Hood
CCXXIV. Past and Present

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. 
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! 
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. 
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 'tis little joy  30
To know I'm farther off from heaven 
  Than when I was a boy. 

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