Thomas Hood

"'Twas in the middle of the night,     To sleep young William tried,     When Mary's ghost came stealing in,     And stood at his bedside."

"It's a shame, so it is, - men can't Let alone     Jobs as is Woman's right to do - and go about there Own -     Theirs Reforms enuff Alreddy wi"

"Farewell, farewell, to my mother's own daughter.     The child that she wet-nursed is lapp'd in the wave;     The Mussulman, coming to fish in t"

"The curse of Adam, the old curse of all,     Though I inherit in this feverish life     Of worldly toil, vain wishes, and hard strife,     And"

"A GOLDEN LEGEND.              "What is here?     Gold! yellow, glittering, precious gold?"                  Timon of Athens.     HER PEDI"

"Giver of glowing light!     Though but a god of other days,     The kings and sages     Of wiser ages     Still live and gladden in thy genial"

""Oh flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified!" - MERCUTIO     I.     'Twas twelve o'clock by Chelsea chimes,     When all in hungry trim,     G"

""Some are born with a wooden spoon in their mouths,     and some with a golden ladle."        GOLDSMITH.     "Some are born with tin rings in t"

"I.     Alas! That breathing Vanity should go     Where Pride is buried, - like its very ghost,     Uprisen from the naked bones below,     In nov"

""Martin in this has proved himself a very good man!" - Boxiana. I. How many sing of wars, Of Greek and Trojan jars - The butcheries of men! The Muse"

"Ben Battle was a soldier bold,     And used to war's alarms;     But a cannon-ball took off his legs,     So he laid down his arms!     Now a"

"Oh, 'tis a touching thing, to make one weep, -     A tender infant with its curtain'd eye,     Breathing as it would neither live nor die"

"Good morrow to the golden morning,     Good morrow to the world's delight -     I've come to bless thy life's beginning,     Since it makes my"

"O Kate! my dear Partner, through joy and through strife!     When I look back at Hymen's dear day,     Not a lovelier bride ever chang'd to a wi"

"It is not death, that sometime in a sigh This eloquent breath shall take its speechless flight; That sometime these bright stars, that now reply In su"

"Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the dark solemnities that show That Death is in the"

"It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses— We pluck'd them as we pass'd! That churlish season never frown'd On early"

"With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread-- Stitch! stitch! stitch! In pov"

"A Pathetic Ballad Ben Battle was a soldier bold, And used to war's alarms; But a cannon-ball took off his legs, So he laid down his arms. Now as the"

"Love thy mother, little one!     Kiss and clasp her neck again, -     Hereafter she may have a son     Will kiss and clasp her neck in vain."

"I.     Bianca! - fair Bianca! - who could dwell     With safety on her dark and hazel gaze,     Nor find there lurk'd in it a witching spell,"

""No doubt the pleasure is as great,     Of being cheated as to cheat." - HUDIBRAS.     The history of human-kind to trace,     Since Eve - th"

"Let us make a leap, my dear,     In our love, of many a year,     And date it very far away,     On a bright clear summer day,     When the he"

"How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky     The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!     Hues of all flow'rs, that in their ashes lie,     Tro"

""Do you never deviate?"                 John Bull.     In London once I lost my way     In faring to and fro,     And ask'd a little ragged"

"Tom Simpson was as nice a kind of man     As ever lived - at least at number Four,     In Austin Friars, in Mrs. Brown's first floor,     At fi"

"It is not death, that sometime in a sigh     This eloquent breath shall take its speechless flight;     That sometime these bright stars, that n"

""By the North Pole, I do challenge thee!"         Love's Labour's Lost.     I.     Parry, my man! has thy brave leg     Yet struck its foo"

""Drown'd! drown'd!" - Hamlet.     One more Unfortunate,     Weary of breath,     Rashly importunate,     Gone to her death!     Take her up te"

"'Twas August - Hastings every day was filling -     Hastings, that "greenest spot on memory's waste"!     With crowds of idlers willing and unw"

"A poor old king, with sorrow for my crown,     Throned upon straw, and mantled with the wind -     For pity, my own tears have made me blind"

"There's some is born with their straight legs by natur -     And some is born with bow-legs from the first -     And some that should have gro"

"What's life but full of care and doubt     With all its fine humanities,     With parasols we walk about,     Long pigtails, and such vanities."

"Mary, you know I've no love nonsense,     And though I pen on such a day,     I don't mean flirting, on my conscience,     Or writing in the co"

""Like the two Kings of Brentford smelling at one nosegay."     In Brentford town, of old renown,     There lived a Mister Bray,     Who fell"

""A jolly place, said he, in days of old,     But something ails it now: the spot is curst."             WORDSWORTH.     PART I.     Some dr"

"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,"

""The clashing of my armor in my ears     Sounds like a passing bell; my buckler puts me     In mind of a bier; this, my broadsword, a pickaxe"

"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 w"

""Blow high, blow low." - SEA SONG.     As Mister B. and Mistress B.     One night were sitting down to tea,     With toast and muffins hot -"

"Unfathomable Night! how dost thou sweep     Over the flooded earth, and darkly hide     The mighty city under thy full tide;     Making a silen"

"Shall I rebuke thee, Ocean, my old love,     That once, in rage, with the wild winds at strife,     Thou darest menace my unit of a life,     S"

"Tim Turpin he was gravel blind,     And ne'er had seen the skies:     For Mature, when his head was made,     Forgot to dot his eyes.     So,"

"What is a mine - a treasury - a dower -     A magic talisman of mighty power?     A poet's wide possession of the earth.     He has th' enjoym"

"When little people go abroad, wherever they may roam, They will not just be treated as they used to be at home; So take a few promiscuous hints, to wa"

""A plague o' both the houses!" - MERCUTIO.     As latterly I chanced to pass     A Public House, from which, alas!     The Arms of Oxford da"

"O'er hill, and dale, and distant sea,     Through all the miles that stretch between,     My thought must fly to rest on thee,     And would, t"

"A spade! a rake! a hoe!     A pickaxe, or a bill!     A hook to reap, or a scythe to mow,     A flail, or what ye will -     And here's a rea"

"I.     'Twas in that mellow season of the year     When the hot sun singes the yellow leaves     Till they be gold, - and with a broader sphere"

"Far above the hollow     Tempest, and its moan,     Singeth bright Apollo     In his golden zone, -     Cloud doth never shade him,     Nor"

"Scheherazade immediately began the following story.     I.     Ali Ben Ali (did you never read     His wond'rous acts that chronicles relate, -"

"Dear Fanny! nine long years ago, While yet the morning sun was low, And rosy with the Eastern glow The landscape smiled - Whilst lowed the newly-wake"

"One Sunday morning - service done -     'Mongst tombstones shining in the sun,     A knot of bumpkins stood to chat     Of that and this, and"

""At certain seasons he makes a prodigious clattering with his bill." - SELBY.     "The bill is rather long, flat, and tinged with green." - BEWI"

"Our hands have met, but not our hearts;     Our hands will never meet again.     Friends, if we have ever been,     Friends we cannot now remai"

"To Waterloo, with sad ado,     And many a sigh and groan,     Amongst the dead, came Patty Head,     To look for Peter Stone.     "O prithee"

""It is the king's highway that we are in, and in this way it is that thou hast placed the lions." - BUNYAN.     What! shut the gardens; lock th"

"The swallow with summer     Will wing o'er the seas,     The wind that I sigh to     Will visit thy trees.     The ship that it hastens     T"

"Sleet! and Hail! and Thunder!     And ye Winds that rave,     Till the sands thereunder     Tinge the sullen wave -     Winds, that like a D"

"Go where the waves run rather Holborn-hilly,     And tempest make a soda-water sea,     Almost as rough as our rough Piccadilly,             An"