| John Bartlett - 1856 - 660 pages
...shaken, What can an old man do but die ? I remember, I remember. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops...against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 't is little joy To know I 'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy. Miss Kilmansegg. Seemed... | |
| Edward Hughes - 1856 - 474 pages
...rememher, 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...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 spires,... | |
| 1857 - 298 pages
...', 1 • vfk S32 * i I/ 1 a ' 7 *^ 'lit - tie win-do w where the sun came peep-ing in at morn : He used to think their slen-der tops were close a-gainst the sky. It r i» \f {j / » ^1 • \ 0 f, 5 **i ^j •(i\ j^ 1 n * .j 1 T* i J . ^ «-: 9-- ^-- 3 5S J« . *1... | |
| Epes Sargent - 1857 - 164 pages
...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...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... | |
| Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1857 - 394 pages
...remember, where once I used to swing, And felt the air that rushed as fresh as swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then, that is so heavy...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 spires were... | |
| Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1857 - 800 pages
...rememher 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...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... | |
| Cornish - 1857 - 362 pages
...could find no relief in nature, he said, with a smile, that had more of sadness than mirth in it, " 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... | |
| Beautiful poetry - 1857 - 418 pages
...away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray. BYBON. A CHILD'S THOUGHT. 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... | |
| 1858 - 846 pages
...swallows on the wing ! My spirit flew on feathers then, Thut is so heavy now, And summer pools will hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember,...— I used to think their slender tops Were close «gainst the sky ! It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further oft' from... | |
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