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, And 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 Heav'N Than When I Was A Boy.