When I read this through I thought this doesn’t seem like F.A.I.s style of writing but no name other than his is noted at the bottom.
I ran the first few lines through a search engine and up popped
Thomas Hood – I Remember, I Remember (1798 – 1845)
‘Ah!’ I thought ‘another he has liked and written in his book’.
Well yes for the first 4 lines only then it is a completely different slant than that of Thomas Hood.
F.A.I.s is more music hall!
So the jury is out on this one !!!!
I ran the first few lines through a search engine and up popped
Thomas Hood – I Remember, I Remember (1798 – 1845)
‘Ah!’ I thought ‘another he has liked and written in his book’.
Well yes for the first 4 lines only then it is a completely different slant than that of Thomas Hood.
F.A.I.s is more music hall!
So the jury is out on this one !!!!
I Remember, I Remember -Thomas Hoods version
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
I remember, I remember
The roses red and white,
The violets and the lily cups--
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
And where my brother set
The laburnum on his birthday,--
The tree is living yet!
I remember, I remember
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,
The summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow.
I remember, I remember
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 Heaven
Than when I was a boy.
I Remember, I Remember - FAIs version
I remember, I remember
I Remember, I Remember - FAIs version
I remember, I remember
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
You would hardly know the old place now
For dad is up to date
And the farm is scientific
From the back lot to the gate
The house and barn are lighted
With bright acetylene
The engine in the laundry
Is run by gasoline
We have silos we have autos
We have dynamos and things
A telephone for gossip
And a phonograph that sings
The little window where the sun came peeping
In at morn now brightens up the
Bathroom that cost a car of corn
Our milkmaid is pneumatic
And she sanitary too
But dad gets fifteen cents a quart
For milk that once bought two
Oct 1914 FAI
For dad is up to date
And the farm is scientific
From the back lot to the gate
The house and barn are lighted
With bright acetylene
The engine in the laundry
Is run by gasoline
We have silos we have autos
We have dynamos and things
A telephone for gossip
And a phonograph that sings
The little window where the sun came peeping
In at morn now brightens up the
Bathroom that cost a car of corn
Our milkmaid is pneumatic
And she sanitary too
But dad gets fifteen cents a quart
For milk that once bought two
Oct 1914 FAI
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