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" I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away !... "
Prose and Verse - Страница 34
по Thomas Hood - 1845
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The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis

John Charles Curtis - 1863 - 178 страници
...the tale be told, Yea, when our babes are old — How they rode onward'. PAST AND PRESENT.— Hood. I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born,...the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a week too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; — But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath...

Life thoughts (extr. from the note books of his hearers [compiled by Isabella]).

William Morley Punshon - 1863 - 226 страници
...veins in the comparative innocence of his childish years. One of our poets sings in simple beauty — " I remember, I remember, the house where I was born, The little window where the sun came peeping in with morn ; He never came a wink too soon, nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night...

The Works of Thomas Hood, Том 1

Thomas Hood - 1864 - 522 страници
...robin's food. And sup the common rill, Before her feet will turn again To meet her father's will ! I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The...now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! T remember. I remember The roses red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made...

The National Third Reader: Containing Exercises in Articulation, Accent ...

Richard Green Parker - 1865 - 300 страници
...\Vhether he was killed, or escaped from choice, was not known. COMSTOCK. 91. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. 1. T REMEMBER, I remember, ->- The house where I was born...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! 2. I remember, I remember, The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers...

A book of favourite modern ballads [ed. by J.C.].

Book - 1865 - 308 страници
...our gudenuuils awa'. 'fflXZ, f J REMEMBER. I RKMEMKER, I It'tHCHtlIfr. The house where I was horn. The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never eame a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day. Hut now. I often wish the night Had Iwrne my breath...

Class-book of English Poetry

English poetry - 1866 - 180 страници
...he lay; And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior 1 LONGFELLOW. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember, The...now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away í I remember, I remember. The roses red and white; The violets and the lily cups, Those flowers made...

An easy English grammar, Том 4

John Miller D. Meiklejohn - 1866 - 86 страници
...food it ne'er had ate. 2. When maidens, such as Hester, die, Their place ye may not well supply. 3. I remember, I remember, The house where I was born,...little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn. 4. Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other...

Class-book of English Poetry, Том 1

English poetry - 1866 - 194 страници
...lay ; And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior! \ LONGFELLOW. I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember, The...where I was born, The little window where the sun Game peeping in at morn. He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often...

Passages from the Auto-biography of a "Man of Kent" [i.e. Robert Cowtan]

Robert Cowtan - 1866 - 430 страници
...I have been reminded of the reflections of one on going hack to the scenes of his childhood : — " I remember, I remember, the house where I was born, The little window where the sun came peeping in with morn : He never came a wink to soon, nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night...

Passages from the Auto-biography of a "Man of Kent" [i.e. Robert Cowtan]

Robert Cowtan - 1866 - 436 страници
...reminded of the reflections of one on going back to the scenes of his childhood : — " I remcmher, I remember, the house where I was born, The little window where the sun came peeping in with morn : He never came a wink to soon, nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night...




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