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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 ! I... "
The Every Day Book for Youth - Page 247
by Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 415 pages
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A book of favourite modern ballads [ed. by J.C.].

Book - Ballads, English - 1865 - 83 pages
...He never eame a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day. Hut now. I often wish the night Had Iwrne my breath away ! I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white. The violets, and the lily-eups. Those flowers made of light '. The lilaes where the robin built, And where my brother set...
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The National Third Reader: Containing Exercises in Articulation, Accent ...

Richard Green Parker - Readers and speakers - 1865 - 286 pages
...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 ! 2. I remember, I remember, The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers...
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Poems, chiefly lyrical, compiled and arranged by G.H. Strutt

George H Strutt - 1866 - 240 pages
...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...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 my brother set...
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Words from the poets. Selected [by C.M. Vaughan] for the use of parochial ...

Words - 1866
...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...remember, The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs, where the robin built, And where my brother set...
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Class-book of English poetry

English poetry - 1866 - 348 pages
...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...Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet. I remember,...
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Class-book of English Poetry, Volume 1

English Poetry - 1866 - 155 pages
...window where the sun Game 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 ! 1 remember, I remember, The roses red and white ; The violets and the lily cups, Those flowers made...
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A separate issue of part of The entertainer's song book ed. by J.E.Carpenter

Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1867
...window where the suu 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...remember The roses, red and white, The violets and the lily-cups — Those flowers made of light 1 The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother...
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Extracts from English Literature

John Rolfe - 1867 - 383 pages
...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...remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups — Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother...
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With a Memoir, Volume 1

Thomas Hood - 1867
...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...remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robm built, And where...
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The High Hill of the Muses

Hugh Kingsmill - English literature - 1955 - 639 pages
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