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" 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. "
The Yale Literary Magazine - Page 286
1846
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...the robin built. And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing...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...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...my hrother set The lahurnum on his hirth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I rememher, I 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 now, And summer pools could hardly, cool The fever on...
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The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly

Samuel Carter Hall - English poetry - 1838
...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...
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The Young Man's Book of Elegant Poetry: Comprising Selections from the Works ...

American poetry - 1838 - 320 pages
...the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush aa fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...
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The juvenaile poetical library; selected from the works of modern British ...

Priscilla Maden Watts - 1839
...the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; 186 THE SICILIAN VESPERS. — My spirit flew in feathers,...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 344 pages
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember 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...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - English poetry - 1841 - 344 pages
...robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember 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...
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The General Baptist repository, and Missionary observer [afterw.] The ...

1852
...rush as fresh To swallows on the wing. My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now ; Aud summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, 1 remember, The fir trees dark and high, I used to think their slender spires Were close ayuinst the...
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The Poets and Poetry of England: In the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 504 pages
...the robin built. And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing...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...
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Prose and Verse, Part 1

Thomas Hood - 1845
...the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing...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...
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