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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 Works of Thomas Hood...: Complete poetical works - Page 150
by Thomas Hood - 1861
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The Primary Standard Speaker

Epes Sargent - Readers - 1857 - 164 pages
...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 violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of...
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Poems

Thomas Hood - 1857 - 420 pages
...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...
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Goodrich's Fifth School Reader

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - Readers - 1857 - 394 pages
...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. 2. I remember, I remember, the roses red and white ; The violets and the lily -cups — those flowers...
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English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1857 - 800 pages
...The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor hrought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had horne my hreath away. I rememher, I rememher The roses — red and white ; The violets and the lily-cups,...
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Dauntless, by the author of 'Hands not hearts'.

Dauntless - 1858 - 286 pages
...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 ! HOOD. MOEDAUNT could no longer hesitate to accept Sir Mark's offer when it was seconded by a kind,...
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The Musical World, Volume 36

Music - 1858 - 846 pages
...wink too soon, Or brought too long a day, Yet now I almost wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember, The roses red and white, The violets and the lily cups, Those flowers made of light ! The lilac where the robin built, And where my brother set...
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The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 120 pages
...too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; — But now 1 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 robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day — The tree is living yet !...
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Sargent's School Monthly, for Home and School Use, Volume 1

Education - 1859 - 396 pages
...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 violets and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of...
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The two lights, by the author of 'Struggles for life'.

William Leask - 1859 - 368 pages
...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 rny breath away ! " I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The vi'lets and the lily'cups,...
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The advanced prose and poetical reader, by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1859 - 362 pages
...born, HOOD. 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 born my breath away ! I remember, I remember, The roses red and white, The violets and the lily-cups...
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