The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood, Volume 2Little, Brown, 1856 |
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... sings like a thrush , In the selfsame pair of patchwork plush , With the selfsame empty pockets , That tempted his daddy so often to cut His throat , or jump in the water - butt- But what cares Phelim ? an empty nut Would sooner 16 MISS ...
... sings like a thrush , In the selfsame pair of patchwork plush , With the selfsame empty pockets , That tempted his daddy so often to cut His throat , or jump in the water - butt- But what cares Phelim ? an empty nut Would sooner 16 MISS ...
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... sing , and dance , To sit on a horse , although he should prance , And to speak a French not spoken in France Any more than at Babel's building— And she painted shells , and flowers , and Turks , But her great delight was in Fancy Works ...
... sing , and dance , To sit on a horse , although he should prance , And to speak a French not spoken in France Any more than at Babel's building— And she painted shells , and flowers , and Turks , But her great delight was in Fancy Works ...
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... sings , ' Twas worth a bushel of " Plain Gold Rings ' With which the Romantic wheedles . " " ' Twas worth all the legs in stockings and socks— ' Twas a leg that might be put in the Stocks , N. B. - Not the parish beadle's ! And Lady K ...
... sings , ' Twas worth a bushel of " Plain Gold Rings ' With which the Romantic wheedles . " " ' Twas worth all the legs in stockings and socks— ' Twas a leg that might be put in the Stocks , N. B. - Not the parish beadle's ! And Lady K ...
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... sing , and play first fiddle , and dance , Perform charades , and Proverbs of France- Act the tender , and do the cruel ; For amongst his other killing parts , He had broken a brace of female hearts , And murder'd three men in duel ...
... sing , and play first fiddle , and dance , Perform charades , and Proverbs of France- Act the tender , and do the cruel ; For amongst his other killing parts , He had broken a brace of female hearts , And murder'd three men in duel ...
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... singing- The snow - white lambs were skipping in play , And the bee was humming a tune all day To flowers as welcome as flowers in May , And the trout in the stream was springing ! But what were the hues of the blooming earth , Its ...
... singing- The snow - white lambs were skipping in play , And the bee was humming a tune all day To flowers as welcome as flowers in May , And the trout in the stream was springing ! But what were the hues of the blooming earth , Its ...
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66 Straight began beggar bow'd breath bright call'd cold creature cried Crooked Lane curse d'ye think Dame dance dark dead deaf dear Death Devil door doth double dream earth ev'ry eyes face Fancy gilded Gog and Magog gold Gold Sticks Golden Ass Golden Leg GOLDEN LEGEND Grundy hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven horn horrid horse huckaback human Hyæna Julio light limb look look'd Lord Lullaby maid Miss Kilmansegg moon moral mouth Nelly Gray never night o'er Otto of Roses perchance pious poor Precious Leg Prester John pride rich ride ring roll'd round the Square Saint Sally Brown seem'd sight sing song sort soul sounds spirit spite stamp'd stood Sunday sweet tender There's thing thou thro till Monday tongue Trumpet turn'd Twas wild young zounds
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Page 94 - Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould ; Price of many a crime untold ; Gold ! -Gold ! Gold ! Gold...
Page 177 - Now, when he went from Nelly Gray, His heart so heavy got — And life was such a burden grown, It made him take a knot! So round his melancholy neck A rope he did entwine, And, for his second time in life Enlisted in the Line!
Page 175 - 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 they bore him off the field, Said he, " Let others shoot, For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot...
Page 271 - No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing, Play on, play on, My elfin John ! Toss the light ball — bestride the stick — (I knew so many cakes would make him sick ! ) With fancies buoyant as the thistle-down, Prompting the face grotesque, and antic brisk, With many a lamb-like frisk, (He 's got the scissors, snipping at your gown ! ) Thou pretty opening rose...
Page 269 - With antic toys so funnily bestuck, Light as the singing bird that wings the air, (The door ! the door ! he'll tumble down the stair '.) Thou darling of thy sire ! (Why, Jane, he'll set his pinafore afire !) Thou imp of mirth and joy!
Page 270 - Touched with the beauteous tints of dawning life! (He's got a knife !) Thou enviable being ! No storms, no clouds, in thy blue sky foreseeing, Play on, play on, My elfin...
Page 270 - From ev'ry blossom in the world that blows, Singing in Youth's Elysium ever sunny, (Another tumble ! — that's his.
Page 176 - I loved a soldier once, For he was blithe and brave; But I will never have a man With both legs in the grave! "Before you had those timber toes, Your love I did allow, But then, you know, you stand upon Another footing now !" "Oh, Nelly Gray! Oh, Nelly Gray! For all your jeering speeches, At duty's call, I left my legs, In Badajos's breaches!
Page 303 - For my part getting up seems not so easy By half as lying. What if the lark does carol in the sky, Soaring beyond the sight to find him out — Wherefore am I to rise at such a fly ? I'm not a trout.
Page 329 - To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells Ring Sabbath knells ; The jubilate of the soaring lark Is chant of clerk ; For choir, the thrush and the gregarious linnet ; The sod's a cushion for his pious want ; And, consecrated by the heav'n within it, The sky-blue pool, a font.