by Thomas Hood
I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping (偷窥) in at morn;
He never came a wink (眨眼) too soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away (夺走)!
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 (知更鸟) 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 ▲ ,
And thought the air must rush as fresh
To swallows (燕子) on the wing;
My spirit flew in feathers (羽毛) then,
That is so heavy now,
And summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow (眉毛)!
I remember, I remember,
The fir trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender (细长) tops
Were close against the sky:
It was a childish ignorance (无知),
But now this is little joy
To know I'm farther off from heaven
Than when I was a boy.