I Remember, I Remember

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 remember, I remember
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
The laburnum on his birthday,--
The tree is living yet!

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,
The 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 childish ignorance,
But now 'tis little joy
To know I'm farther off from Heaven
Than when I was a boy.

by Thomas Hood

Comments (41)

the tree is living yet, good one
really awesome. yes I remember all my childhood days, innocence yet it is joyful.
I thought it was very very awesome. I like the part about The fir-trees dark and high.
Nostalgia for the childhood years can always touch a sentimental heart... My favorite lines: I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing;
The rhythm and rhyme reverberate from reading this poem so long ago. Recalled for its simplicity rather than the depth of feeling.
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