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...moonbeams kiss the sea :— What are all these kissings worth, If tin MI kiss not me? STANZAS. BY T. HOOD. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born,...flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And the summer pool could hardly cool The fever on my brow ! 1 remember, I remember The fir trees, dark...

...Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday,— The tree is living" yet ! I remember,...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, And the summer...

...Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birthday, — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...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, And the summer...

...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 ! 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...

...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, And the summer pool can scarcely cool The fever on my brow ! I remember, I remember, The fir trees dark...

...Those Mowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The liburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet! I remember,...remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirits flew in feathers then, That are so heavy now,...

...Those flowers made of light; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum, on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet! I remember,...was used to swing, And thought the air would rush aa fresh To swallows on the wing ; — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy now, And...

...Those flowers made of light ! The lilacs where the robin built. And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day, — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...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,...

...Those flowers made of light ; The lilacs, where the robins built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day — The tree is living yet ! I remember,...the air would rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; 186 THE SICILIAN VESPERS. — My spirit flew in feathers, then, That is so heavy, now ; And summer...