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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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Prose and Verse, Volumes 1-2

Thomas Hood - 1845
...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...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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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 504 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 ! I rememlwr, I remember, The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups. Those flowers made...
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Wade's London Review, Volumes 1-3

Great Britain - 1845
...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 ! n. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers...
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Poems, Volume 2

Thomas Hood - 1846 - 229 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...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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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 504 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...The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilaes where the robin built, And where my brother set...
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Poems, Volume 2

Thomas Hood - 1846
...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 robin built, And where...
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The New-England Pocket Songster: A Choice Collection of Popular Songs, New ...

Ballads, American - 1846 - 160 pages
...Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish that night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, 1 remember The roses, red and white, The violets and the lily cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilachs where the robin built, And where my brother set The liburnum on his birth-day — The tree...
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The Dublin Review, Volume 20

Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1846
...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 ! 1846.] Hood's Poems. 405 2. " I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets and the...
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Poems, Volume 2

Thomas Hood - English poetry - 1846 - 264 pages
...window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; lie never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away! n. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers...
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The Drawing-room magazine: or, Ladies book of fancy needlework and choice ...

1848
...window, where the sun Came peeping in, at morn ; It 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 fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spirei Were close against the sky ; It was...
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