...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 to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; —My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy,...

...robins built, And where niv brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; —My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy,...

...robin built, And where my brother set The liburnam on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! III. I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush ai fresh To swallows on the wing ; M My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer...

...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

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...robins built, And where my brother set The labernum, on his birthday, — The tree is living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy...

...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,...summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow I I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops AiVere close...

...living yet ! I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thoughl Ihe air would rush afresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And the summer pool can scarcely coof The fever on my brow I I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark...

...robins 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 would rush afresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now,...