 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...  Apis matina: Verses translated and original - Pàgina 6per Edward Mallet Young - 1900 - 207 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 pàgines
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday,— The tree is living" yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush afresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now,... | |
 | 1835 - 320 pàgines
...the robin built, And where my brother set The liburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing,...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 fever... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1838 - 336 pàgines
...my hrother set The lahurnum on his hirth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I rememher, I rememher, Where I was used to swing ; And thought the air must...And summer pools could hardly, cool The fever on my hrow ! I rememher, I rememher, The fir trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were... | |
 | 1838 - 332 pàgines
...the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush aa fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy... | |
 | Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839 - 286 pàgines
...the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day — 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; 186 THE SICILIAN VESPERS. — My spirit flew in feathers,... | |
 | 1852 - 590 pàgines
...The tree is living yet. I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swiug, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing. My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now ; Aud summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, 1 remember, The fir trees dark... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 374 pàgines
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — 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 in feathers, then, That is so heavy... | |
 | Lyre - 1841 - 366 pàgines
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — 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 in feathers, then, That is so heavy... | |
 | 1842 - 482 pàgines
...place to the more correct, but less pleasing deductions of philosophy and experiment. "I remember, 1 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... | |
 | 1845 - 916 pàgines
...brother set The laburnum on his birth-day. The tree is living yet ! HI. I remember, I remember Where 1 was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as...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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