I remember, I remember
I remember, I remember
- Thomas Hood
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!
I remember, I remember,
The roses, red and white,
The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin 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 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 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 from heav'n,
Than when I was a boy