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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 134
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagina’s
...birth-day,— 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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a...
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Wade's London Review, Volumes 1-3

1845 - 916 pagina’s
...The tree is living yet ! HI. I remember, I remember Where 1 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 ! 1 remember, I remember The fir trees dark, and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 11

1846 - 472 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...tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish iguorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy." Poor...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagina’s
...— The tree is living yet J 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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a...
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Poems, Volume 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 300 pagina’s
...— 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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a...
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Poems, Volume 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 672 pagina’s
...— 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...The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a...
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Poems, Volume 1

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 292 pagina’s
...birth-day,— The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where l 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 KO heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The...
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The American Literary Magazine, Volumes 1-2

1848 - 832 pagina’s
...linkings that the present give, With what is left behind." " I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high, I used to think their slender tops...close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, Bat now 'tis little joy — To know I'm farther off from Heaven Than when I was a boy." These and a...
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Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets

Joseph Guy - 1849 - 118 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...fir-trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy, To know I'm...
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The Pastor's Gift to the Pupils of the Bulfinch Street Sunday School ...

Frederick Turell Gray - 1849 - 92 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...fir-trees dark and high, I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance ; But now 'tis little joy, To know...
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