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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. I remember, I remember The... "
The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]. - Pagina 132
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Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 13 pagina’s
...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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky; It was...
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Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826
...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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ; It was...
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 222 pagina’s
...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...summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! IV. I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volume 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829
...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...fever on my brow ! • I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, Volume 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829
...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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 360 pagina’s
...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 now, And the summer pool could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 1 remember, I remember The fir trees, dark...
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The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song: Selected from English and American ...

Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 882 pagina’s
...birthday, — 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; My spirit...summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow I I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops AiVere close...
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The Every Day Book: For Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 415 pagina’s
...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, And the summer pool can scarcely cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark...
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The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 415 pagina’s
...living yet ! I 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 is so heavy now, And the summer pool can scarcely coof The fever on my brow I I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark...
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The Universal Songster and Museum of Mirth: A Collection of ..., Volume 2

1835 - 312 pagina’s
...thought the 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 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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