The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With Some Account of the Author. In Four Volumes, Volume 4Little, Brown, 1863 |
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... tears in two A black , to see if he is black all through . With open mouth , and eyeballs at full stretch , She gazed upon the paper sad and sorry , No sound- no stir quite petrified , poor wretch ! As when Apollo , in old allegory ...
... tears in two A black , to see if he is black all through . With open mouth , and eyeballs at full stretch , She gazed upon the paper sad and sorry , No sound- no stir quite petrified , poor wretch ! As when Apollo , in old allegory ...
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... tear . Whate'er my pangs , they shall be buried here ; No murmur , not a sigh , — shall thence exhale : Smile on , and for your own peculiar sphere Choose some eccentric path , — you cannot fail , And pray stick on a most portentous ...
... tear . Whate'er my pangs , they shall be buried here ; No murmur , not a sigh , — shall thence exhale : Smile on , and for your own peculiar sphere Choose some eccentric path , — you cannot fail , And pray stick on a most portentous ...
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... tear - drops to be starters , However I may die , transfixed by Tartars , By Cobras poisoned , by Constrictors strangled , By shark or cayman snapt above the garters , By royal tiger or Cape lion mangled , Or starved to death in the ...
... tear - drops to be starters , However I may die , transfixed by Tartars , By Cobras poisoned , by Constrictors strangled , By shark or cayman snapt above the garters , By royal tiger or Cape lion mangled , Or starved to death in the ...
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... tears , when Miss O'Neill- But no you did not cannot — do not feel A Juliet's faith , that time could only harden ! Fool that I was , in my mistaken zeal ! I should have led you , - by your leave and pardon- To Bartley's Orrery , not ...
... tears , when Miss O'Neill- But no you did not cannot — do not feel A Juliet's faith , that time could only harden ! Fool that I was , in my mistaken zeal ! I should have led you , - by your leave and pardon- To Bartley's Orrery , not ...
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... tears of woe Water thy spirits , with remorse adjunct , When thou dost pause , and think of the defunct ? And when thy soul is buried in a sleep , In midnight solitude , and little dreaming Of such a spectre — what if I should creep ...
... tears of woe Water thy spirits , with remorse adjunct , When thou dost pause , and think of the defunct ? And when thy soul is buried in a sleep , In midnight solitude , and little dreaming Of such a spectre — what if I should creep ...
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Page 208 - element,' but the word is over-worn. \Exit. Vio. This fellow is wise enough to play the fool ; And to do that well craves a kind of wit : He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye.
Page 102 - SWEET MEMORY, wafted by thy gentle gale, Oft up the stream of Time I turn my sail, To view the fairy-haunts of long-lost hours, Blest with far greener shades, far fresher flowers.
Page 262 - If any person, of what degree soever, high or low, shall deny or gainsay our Sovereign Lord King George the Fourth of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Defender of the Faith, son and next heir to our Sovereign Lord King George...
Page 35 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While...
Page 91 - I'll let thee out, cost what it will ; so I turned about the cage to get the door. It was twisted and double twisted so fast with wire, there was no getting it open without pulling the cage to pieces. I took both hands to it. The bird flew to the place where I was attempting his deliverance, and thrusting his head through the trellis...
Page 167 - Com — com — I say ! You go away ! Into two parts my head you split — My fiddle cannot hear himself a bit, When I do play — You have no bis'ness in a place so still ! Can you not come another day?" Says he—
Page 47 - TO THE REVIEWERS. What is a modern Poet's fate ? To write his thoughts upon a slate ; — The Critic spits on what is done, — Gives it a wipe, — and all is gone.
Page 262 - Kingdom, or that he ought not to enjoy the same, here is his Champion, who saith that he lieth, and is a false traitor, being ready in person to combat with him, and in this quarrel will adventure his life against him on what day soever he shall be appointed.