Thomas Hood's "I Remember, I Remember" is a poem filled with nostalgia for the happier days of childhood. The poem's speaker, going through unspecified troubles and struggles as an adult, looks back on the days of his youth and feels as if he must have once lived in an eternal summer. Back when he was a boy, he says, the flowers always seemed to be in bloom, his lighthearted soul "flew in feathers" like a swallow, and heaven seemed as nearby as the tops of the trees. Alas, childhood can't last forever, and adulthood means leaving those charmed days behind. Hood wrote this poem in 1826 and first published it in an annual magazine called Friendship's Offering.
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1I remember, I remember,
2The house where I was born,
3The little window where the sun
4Came peeping in at morn;
5He never came a wink too soon,
6Nor brought too long a day,
7But now, I often wish the night
8Had borne my breath away!
9I remember, I remember,
10The roses, red and white,
11The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
12Those flowers made of light!
13The lilacs where the robin built,
14And where my brother set
15The laburnum on his birthday,—
16The tree is living yet!
17I remember, I remember,
18Where I was used to swing,
19And thought the air must rush as fresh
20To swallows on the wing;
21My spirit flew in feathers then,
22That is so heavy now,
23And summer pools could hardly cool
24The fever on my brow!
25I remember, I remember,
26The fir trees dark and high;
27I used to think their slender tops
28Were close against the sky:
29It was a childish ignorance,
30But now 'tis little joy
31To know I'm farther off from heav'n
32Than when I was a boy.
1I remember, I remember,
2The house where I was born,
3The little window where the sun
4Came peeping in at morn;
5He never came a wink too soon,
6Nor brought too long a day,
7But now, I often wish the night
8Had borne my breath away!
9I remember, I remember,
10The roses, red and white,
11The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
12Those flowers made of light!
13The lilacs where the robin built,
14And where my brother set
15The laburnum on his birthday,—
16The tree is living yet!
17I remember, I remember,
18Where I was used to swing,
19And thought the air must rush as fresh
20To swallows on the wing;
21My spirit flew in feathers then,
22That is so heavy now,
23And summer pools could hardly cool
24The fever on my brow!
25I remember, I remember,
26The fir trees dark and high;
27I used to think their slender tops
28Were close against the sky:
29It was a childish ignorance,
30But now 'tis little joy
31To know I'm farther off from heav'n
32Than when I was a boy.
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 vi'lets, 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.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
A Contemporary's Memory of Hood — Read a reflection on Hood by his acquaintance S. C. Hall.
The Comic Annual — Take a look at the text of an edition of Hood's Comic Annual for a glimpse of the poet's influential role as a humorist and editor.
A Brief Biography — Read an overview of Hood's life and work.
The Poem Aloud — Listen to a reading of the poem.
Portraits of Hood — See some portraits of Hood made not long before his untimely death.