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! 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! 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.

Structure and Rhyme Scheme I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, A 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, B But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away! B The roses, red and white, C The vi'lets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! C The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set D The laburnum on his birthday,— The tree is living yet! D Structure and Rhyme Scheme 4 stanzas 32 lines 8 lines per stanza Ballad Poem I remember, I remember, Where I was used to swing, E And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; E My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, F And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow! F The fir trees dark and high; G I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: G It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy H To know I'm farther off from heav'n Than when I was a boy. H

Biographical Information Thomas Hood Biographical Information Thomas Hood was born in London and his father was a bookseller. He was known for his light verse and puns in his poems. 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:”

Poetic/Literary Terms Repetition Repetition was used in this poem to show that everything happening was being remembered by the speaker. 8 6 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! 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! Poetic/Literary Terms 8 6 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! 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. Rhythm The poem shows a rhythm pattern through the story which helps organize the poem and adds to its structure. 8 6 Personification This poem uses personification to show that certain things in nature seem alive to him. 8 6 9 Metaphor The Metaphor in this poem describes the flowers the speaker sees as if they were made of light.

Literal Meaning Figurative 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 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