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" 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... "
Connecting Boys with Books: What Libraries Can Do - หน้า xi
โดย Michael Sullivan - 2003 - 121 หน้า
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The Canadian Elocutionist: Designed for the Use of Colleges, Schools and for ...

Anna Halleck Kelsey Howard - 1885 - 430 หน้า
...&ew 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 tops Were close against the sky ; It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off...

Wild Fowl Shooting: Containing Scientific and Practical Descriptions of Wild ...

William Bruce Leffingwell - 1888 - 402 หน้า
...came too soon, Nor brought loo long a day ; But now, I often wish the nights Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember, The fir trees, dark and high, I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky. It was childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther...

Classic Selections from the Best Authors: Adapted to the Study of Vocal ...

Samuel Silas Curry - 1888 - 470 หน้า
...long a day; But now, I often wish the night had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember the llr- trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, bat now 'tis little joy To know I 'in farther off...

The Phrenological Era, เล่มที่ 9-10

1913 - 772 หน้า
...young to waste their precious energies on biuhles and foolishness in the n«me of religion! Knowledge. 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...

Littell's Living Age, เล่มที่ 114

1872 - 866 หน้า
...water saw its God, and blushed." And so is the conclusion of those exquisite lines of Hood : — " 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 I'm...

Cornell Rural School Leaflet, เล่มที่ 19-20

1925 - 630 หน้า
...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 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...

The Columbia Granger's Dictionary of Poetry Quotations

Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 หน้า
...his legs, So he laid down his arms. (1. 1 -4) BXAP; EnRP; FaBoCo; NA; NOBL / Remember, I Remember 5 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 further off...
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William Humphrey: Destroyer of Myths

Bert Almon - 1998 - 490 หน้า
...their child. He uses one stanza from Hood as epigraph to the book, using capital letters for emphasis: 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...
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Assurance: An Anthology

Michael Seed - 2000 - 194 หน้า
...in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. 4. 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...
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Bartlett's Poems for Occasions

Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 778 หน้า
...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 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...
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