Thomas Hood Quotes

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There are three things which the public will always clamour for, sooner or later: namely, novelty, novelty, novelty.

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And ye, who have met with Adversity's blast, And been bow'd to the earth by its fury; To whom the Twelve Months, that have recently pass'd Were as harsh as a prejudiced jury - Still, fill to the Future! and join in our chime, The regrets of remembrance to cozen, And having obtained a New Trial of Time, Shout in hopes of a kindlier dozen.

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Holland…lies so low they're only saved by being dammed.

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Oh bed! oh bed! delicious bed!
That heaven upon earth to the weary head.

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What joy have I in June's return?
My feet are parched—my eyeballs burn,
I scent no flowery gust;
But faint the flagging Zephyr springs,
With dry Macadam on its wings,
And turns me "dust to dust."

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Alas! for the rarity
Of Christian charity
Under the sun!

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That very night while gentle sleep
The urchin's eyelids kissed,
Two stern-faced men set out from Lynn,
Through the cold and heavy mist;
And Eugene Aram walked between,
With gyves upon his wrist.

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The best of friends fall out, and so his teeth had done some years ago.

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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.

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Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams, Unnatural and full of contradictions; Yet others of our most romantic schemes, Are something more than fictions.

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There's a double beauty whenever a swan
Swims on a lake with her double thereon.

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Work! work! work!
While the cock is crowing aloof!
And work—work—work,
Till the stars shine through the roof!

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Thus she stood amid the stooks,
Praising God with sweetest looks.

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Mad from life's history,
Glad to death's mystery,
Swift to be hurled—
Anywhere, anywhere,
Out of the world!

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Or was there a dearer one
Still, and a nearer one
Yet, than all other?

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My head was like an ardent coal,
My heart as solid ice;
My wretched, wretched soul, I knew,
Was at the Devil's price:
A dozen times I groaned: the dead
Had never groaned but twice!

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The bleak wind of March
Made her tremble and shiver;
But not the dark arch,
Or the black flowing river.

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Straight down the Crooked Lane,
And all round the Square.

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Spurned by the young, but hugged by the old
To the very verge of the churchyard mould.

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How bless'd the heart that has a friend. A sympathizing ear to lend.

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But evil is wrought by want of thought,
As well as want of heart.

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A man that's fond precociously of stirring,
Must be a spoon.

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For here I leave my second leg,
And the Forty-second Foot!

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She stood breast-high amid the corn
Clasped by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of the sun,
Who many a glowing kiss had won.

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Never go to France
Unless you know the lingo,
If you do, like me,
You will repent, by jingo.

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Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold.

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'Twas in the prime of summer-time
An evening calm and cool,
And four-and-twenty happy boys
Came bounding out of school:
There were some that ran and some that leapt,
Like troutlets in a pool.

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No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day,...... No road, no street, no t' other side the way,...... No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.

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Peace and rest at length have come
All the day's long toil is past,
And each heart is whispering, "Home,
Home at last."

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He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.

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