 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 American Literary Magazine - Сторінка 3671848Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1845 - 624 стор.
...guilt. To him, in a worse sense than the poet meant it, the beautiful but melancholy verse applies : — I remember — I remember The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their spiry tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy, To KNOW... | |
 | 1826 - 480 стор.
...in feathers, then, That is 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 their slender spires Were close against the sky ; It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy To know... | |
 | Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 стор.
...in feathers, then, That is 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 their slender spires Were close against the sky; It was a childish ignorance,— But now 'tis little joy To know... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 стор.
...feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! IV. I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark and high...close against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heav'u Than when I was a boy. BALLAD. SIGH on... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 стор.
...in feathers, then, That is 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 their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance, — But now 't is little joy To know... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 стор.
...feathers, then, That is 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 their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance, — But now 't is little joy To know... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 стор.
...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 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... | |
 | 1863 - 622 стор.
...with all the more force because not forced. For example : — 1 1 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, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy.' Again: 'I saw thee,... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 стор.
...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 and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was a childish ignorance,— But now 't is little joy, To know... | |
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 стор.
...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 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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