Presentation By: Gary Hoehler
I Remember, I Remember
BY: THOMAS HOOD
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.
Silence By Thomas Hood
There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave—under the deep deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found,
Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;
No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently,
But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,
That never spoke, over the idle ground:
But in green ruins, in the desolate walls
Of antique palaces, where Man hath been,
Though the dun fox, or wild hyena, calls,
And owls, that flit continually between,
Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan,
There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.
I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
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The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
A
He never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
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But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away!
B
I remember, I remember,
The roses, red and white,
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The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!
C
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
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The laburnum on his birthday,—
The tree is living yet!
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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.
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Structure and Rhyme Scheme
• 4 stanzas
• 32 lines
• 8 lines per stanza
• Ballad Poem
Thomas Hood
Biographical
Information
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Thomas Hood was born in
London and his father was a
bookseller.
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He was known for his light
verse and puns in his poems.
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Also he sometimes depicts
the working conditions of the
poor in some of his poems.
Speaker
The speaker of the poem is an older man who is describing past memories
of his childhood.
Imagery
“The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn”
“The roses, red and white,
The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!”
“The fir trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky:”
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Poetic/Literary
Terms
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Repetition
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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!
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!
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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!
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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.
Repetition was used in this
poem to show that
everything happening was
being remembered by the
speaker.
Rhythm
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The poem shows a rhythm
pattern through the story
which helps organize the
poem and adds to its
structure.
Personification
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This poem uses
personification to show that
certain things in nature seem
alive to him.
Metaphor
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The Metaphor in this poem
describes the flowers the
speaker sees as if they were
made of light.
Literal Meaning
The literal meaning in the poem I Remember, I Remember is that
the speaker is reflecting on his past childhood memories and
describes what he thought and did as being a child.
Figurative Meaning
The figurative meaning in this poem is that the memories could
represent important events that have happened in his life.
Authors Purpose
The Authors Purpose for writing the poem I Remember, I
Remember is to show how the author may have acted as a
child and realized in the future by using his memories that
Theme
The theme of this poem is to look back at your childhood and
compare your life from then to your life now.
Websites Used
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http://www.poetryoutloud.org/poet/thomas-hood
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/thomas-hood
http://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/173652
http://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/184607