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 Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ... - Page 134
de Thomas Hood - 1827 - 222 pages
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