I remember, I remember br The house where I was born, br The little window where the sun br Came peeping in at morn; br He never came a wink too soon br Nor bought too long a day; br But now, I often wish the night br Had borne my breath away. br br I remember, I remember br The roses, red and white, br The violets, and the lily-cups-- br Those flowers made of light! br The lilacs where the robin built, br And where my brother set br The laburnum on his birthday,-- br The tree is living yet! br br I remember, I remember br Where I was used to swing, br And throught the air must rush as fresh br To swallows on the wing; br My spirit flew in feathers then br That is so heavy now, br And summer pools could hardly cool br The fever on my brow. br br I remember, I remember br The fir frees dark and high; br I used to think their slender tops br Were close against the sky: br It was a childish ignorance, br But now 'tis little joy br To know I'm farther off from Heaven br Than when I was a boy.