 | 1845 - 624 страници
...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 I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! "SirFowell Buxton delighted in children, and they,... | |
 | 1826 - 480 страници
...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 summer...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... | |
 | Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 страници
...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 summer...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... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 страници
...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 ! IV. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high • I used to think their slender tops Were... | |
 | Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 страници
...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 now, And 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... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 страници
...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 summer...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... | |
 | Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 страници
...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 summer...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... | |
 | Lyre - 1830 - 396 страници
...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 I'm further off from heaven, Than when I was a boy ! THE EAST INDIAMAN. DY THE AUTHOR OF ROUGE ET NOIR.... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...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 I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops AiVere close... | |
 | 1863 - 622 страници
...sudden turns as his wit, and it comes with all the more force because not forced. For example : — 1 1 remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high...I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy.' Again: 'I saw thee, lovely Inez, Descend along the shore, With bands of noble pentlemen, And banners... | |
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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 childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy. 
