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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 249
by Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 415 lehte
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Belle Assemblée: Or, Court and Fashionable Magazine; Containing Interesting ...

1826 - 390 lehte
...where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Or brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! HOOD. SWEET scenes of my childhood ! how often do ye recur to my wearied heart ! Memory dwells upon...
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Friendship's Offering: A Literary Album. L.

Thomas Kibble Hervey - 1826 - 458 lehte
...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 ! The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember, I remember Where I was used...
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Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's Present

1826 - 480 lehte
...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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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 240 lehte
...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 ! II. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers...
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The Plea of the Midsummer Fairies: Hero and Leander, Lycus the Centaur, and ...

Thomas Hood - 1827 - 180 lehte
...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 ! II. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The vi'lets, and the lily- cups, Those flowers...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 2. köide

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 424 lehte
...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 light ; The lilacs, where the robins...
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The Poetical Album: And Register of Modern Fugitive Poetry, 2. köide

Alaric Alexander Watts - 1829 - 476 lehte
...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 light ; The lilacs, where the robins...
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The life of a midshipman [signed E.N.].

E. N - 1829 - 286 lehte
...where the snn 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. T. HOOD. IN this state of torpor and inaction, Frank had remained for about an hour, when his ear was...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Xixth Century

Lyre - 1830 - 396 lehte
...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 light ; The lilacs, where the robins...
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The Every Day Book for Youth

Samuel Griswold Goodrich - 1834 - 432 lehte
...where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink loo soon, Nor brought too long a day j But now I often...— Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where ihe robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday,— The tree is living yet...
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