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" 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 childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy. "
Pitman's Popular Lecturer and Reader - 164 ÆäÀÌÁö
1863
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The General Baptist repository, and Missionary observer [afterw.] The ...

1852 - 590 ÆäÀÌÁö
...remember, 1 remember, The fir trees dark and high, I used to think their slender spires Were close ayuinst the sky ; It was a childish ignorance ; But now 'tis little joy, To know I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy. T. HOoD. SONGS OF THE SEASON.— SPRING A so-so, to...
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Punch, 87±Ç

1884 - 324 ÆäÀÌÁö
...remember, I remember, The Commons trooping in ; I used to think that in a fight The Peers must always win. It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm kicked out of the House I sat in when a boy I A BATTER PROSPECT. IT seems that young Mr. PULLEN heads...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 366 ÆäÀÌÁö
...on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And the summer pool could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was...
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The Lyre: Fugitive Poetry of the Nineteenth Century

Lyre - 1841 - 374 ÆäÀÌÁö
...on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And the summer pool could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember The fir trees, dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky ! It was...
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The Baltimore Ph©«nix & Budget, 1±Ç

1842 - 482 ÆäÀÌÁö
...experiment. "I remember, 1 remember The fir trees, dark and high; I used to think their slender spires Were close against the sky! It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know, I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy!" Lunenburg Co., Va., 1841. E. [Original.} PEBBLES. No....
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The Literary Remains of the Late Willis Gaylord Clark: Including ..., 56±Ç;276±Ç

Willis Gaylord Clark - 1844 - 486 ÆäÀÌÁö
...1 REMEMBER, I remember The pine trees, dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were dost against the sky; It was a childish ignorance—- But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther of from, Heaven Than when 7 was a boy !' pleasant feature in the character of Chief Justice Marshall....
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Wade's London Review, 1-3±Ç

1845 - 916 ÆäÀÌÁö
...now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 1 remember, I remember The fir trees dark, and high ; I used to think their slender tops...But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from heav'n Than when I was a boyt To conclude, we have no hesitation in pronouncing Hood one of the ta...
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Prose and Verse, 1-2±Ç

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 442 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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 Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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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Prose and Verse, 1±Ç

Thomas Hood - 1845 - 434 ÆäÀÌÁö
...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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