Past and Present by Thomas Hood

Published: Oct. 16, 2007, 8:28 a.m.

b"Hood read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nPast and Present \\n\\nby Thomas Hood (1799 \\u2013 1845)\\n\\nI remember, I remember \\n The house where I was born, \\nThe little window where the sun \\n Came peeping in at morn; \\nHe never came a wink too soon, \\n Nor brought too long a day: \\nBut now, I often wish the night \\n Had borne my breath away. \\n \\nI remember, I remember \\n The roses, red and white, \\nThe violets, and the lily-cups\\u2014 \\n Those flowers made of light! \\nThe lilacs where the robin built, \\n And where my brother set \\nThe laburnum on his birthday,\\u2014 \\n The tree is living yet! \\n \\nI remember, I remember \\n Where I was used to swing, \\nAnd thought the air must rush as fresh \\n To swallows on the wing; \\nMy spirit flew in feathers then \\n That is so heavy now, \\nAnd summer pools could hardly cool \\n The fever on my brow. \\n \\nI remember, I remember \\n The fir trees dark and high; \\nI used to think their slender tops \\n Were close against the sky: \\nIt was a childish ignorance; \\n But now 'tis little joy \\nTo know I'm farther off from heaven \\n Than when I was a boy."