 | Peter Hühn, Jens Kiefer - Language Arts & Disciplines - 2005 - 276 pages
...house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; 5 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! II And where my brother set 15 The laburnam on his birth-day, The tree is living yet! Ill 1 remember,... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...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...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,... | |
 | 136 pages
...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...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,... | |
 | Carol A. Adams - Older people's writings - 2007 - 164 pages
...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...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,... | |
 | Timothy Rasinski, Lorraine Griffith - Education - 2008 - 131 pages
...house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn. He nevwer came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often...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... | |
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I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. 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 !... 
