| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Thomas Hood. (17991845) (continued) |
| | | 6065 | I remember, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn: It never came a minute too soon Nor brought too long a day. |
| I remember, I remember. |
| 6066 | 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 t is little joy To know I m farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy. |
| I remember, I remember. |
| 6067 | She stood breast-high amid the corn Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. |
| Ruth. |
| 6068 | Thus she stood amid the stooks, Praising God with sweetest looks. |
| Ruth. |
| 6069 | When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die? |
| Spring it is cheery. |
| 6070 | And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid. |
| Ode to Melancholy. |
| 6071 | Theres not a string attuned to mirth But has its chord in melancholy. 1 |
| Ode to Melancholy. |
| 6072 | But evil is wrought by want of thought, As well as want of heart. |
| The Ladys Dream. |
| 6073 | Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry! |
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