[00:00.58]I Remember, I Remember by Thomas Hood - Rupert Penry Jones[00:04.49]I remember, I remember[00:06.24]Where I was used to swing,[00:08.18]And thought the air must rush as fresh[00:10.44]To swallows on the wing;[00:12.33]My spirit flew in feathers then[00:14.64]That is so heavy now,[00:17.22]The summer pools could hardly cool[00:19.37]The fever on my brow.[00:22.35]I remember, I remember[00:24.14]The fir-trees dark and high;[00:26.95]I used to think their slender tops[00:29.04]Were close against the sky:[00:31.44]It was a childish ignorance,[00:33.69]But now 'tis little joy[00:36.00]To know I'm farther off from Heaven[00:41.50][00:38.78]Than when I was a boy.