I Remember, I Remember
1. 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! 2. I remember, I remember, | 3. 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! 4. I remember, I remember, |
– Thomas Hood (1799-1845)
Sung by Susan Diamond
Commentary: Thomas Hood was a Victorian poet and author, the son of a London bookseller. He was in his lifetime best known for his humorous work, as well as certain poems, especially “The Song of the Shirt,” which became a national sensation and helped expose the abject work conditions of working women. Almost as celebrated, “I Remember, I Remember” offers a typically nostalgic view of Hood’s childhood.