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The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With Some Account of the Author. In Four ... - Page 280
by Thomas Hood - 1861
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The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 pages
...remember, Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh As swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...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...
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Sargent's School Monthly, for Home and School Use, Volume 1

1859 - 396 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 now,...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...
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A Book of Favourite Modern Ballads

J. C. - 1860 - 218 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...
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A Book of Favourite Modern Ballads

J. C. - 1860 - 196 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...summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow! 31 ' I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high.-- used to think their slender tops Were close...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 316 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 now, And summer pools could hardly cool This fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their...
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The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1861 - 128 pages
...remember, Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh As swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy...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...
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Household song, collection of lyrical pieces, with illustr. by B. Foster, etc

Household song - 1861 - 72 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...
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Pictures and Flowers for Child-lovers

1861 - 236 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...summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 124 PICTURES AND FLOWERS. I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their...
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Pictures and Flowers for Child-lovers

1861 - 228 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 now, And summer pools could hardly cool I remember, I remember, The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close...
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Folk Songs

John Williamson Palmer - 1861 - 540 pages
...hardly cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The Hr-trees, dark and high ; I used to th ink their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance ; Hut now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from Heaven Than when I was a boy. THOMAS HOOD. SONG...
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