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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... "
Standard Supplementary Readers - หน้า 85
แก้ไขโดย - 1880
มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - เกี่ยวกับหนังสือเล่มนี้

Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826 - 480 หน้า
...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...remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily cups — Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where niv brother...

Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 หน้า
...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...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used...

Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting ...

1826 - 390 หน้า
...born ; The little window, where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Or brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! HOOD. SWEET scenes of my childhood ! how often do ye recur to my wearied heart ! Memory dwells upon...

The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 หน้า
...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...now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! II. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily- cups, Those flowers...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, เล่มที่ 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 หน้า
...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...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily cups — Those flowers...

The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, เล่มที่ 2

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 หน้า
...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...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily cups — Those flowers...

The life of a midshipman [signed E.N.].

E. N - 1829 - 286 หน้า
...remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the snn Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long...now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. T. HOOD. IN this state of torpor and inaction, Frank had remained for about an hour, when his ear was...

The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 หน้า
...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...now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily cups — Those flowers...

The Cambridge Book of Poetry and Song

Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 หน้า
...was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon; V Nor brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups — Those flowers...

The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 440 หน้า
...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...now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember The roses red and while, The violets and the lily cups — Those flowers made...




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