I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER
BY PHOEBE CARY
I remember, I remember, The house where I was wed, And the little room from which that night, My smiling bride was led. She didn't come a wink too soon, Nor make too long a stay; But now I often wish her folks Had kept the girl away!
I remember, I remember, Her dresses, red and white, Her bonnets and her caps and cloaks,-- They cost an awful sight! The "corner lot" on which I built, And where my brother met At first my wife, one washing-day,-- That man is single yet!
I remember, I remember, Where I was used to court, And thought that all of married life Was just such pleasant sport:-- My spirit flew in feathers then, No care was on my brow; I scarce could wait to shut the gate,-- I'm not so anxious now!
I remember, I remember, My dear one's smile and sigh; I used to think her tender heart Was close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, But now it soothes me not To know I'm farther off from Heaven Then when she wasn't got.
The Wit and Humor of America, Volume IV. (of X.) Page 17
