The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood: With Some Account of the Author. In Four Volumes, Volum 3Little, Brown, 1863 |
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Side 8
... better off than all the other young boys , With two bricks , an old shoe , nine oyster - shells , and a dead kitten by way of toys . When his Father comes home , and he always comes home as sure as ever the clock strikes one , He'll be ...
... better off than all the other young boys , With two bricks , an old shoe , nine oyster - shells , and a dead kitten by way of toys . When his Father comes home , and he always comes home as sure as ever the clock strikes one , He'll be ...
Side 11
... better brought up , and more pretty behaved , from one end to t'other of St. Giles's . And if I called him a beauty , it's no lie , but only as a Mother ought to speak ; You never set eyes on a more handsomer face , only it hasn't been ...
... better brought up , and more pretty behaved , from one end to t'other of St. Giles's . And if I called him a beauty , it's no lie , but only as a Mother ought to speak ; You never set eyes on a more handsomer face , only it hasn't been ...
Side 23
... better than such water trades : Stick up a sign the sign of the Bore's Head ; I've drawn it ready for thee in black lead , And make thy cellar subterrane , Thy Shades ! OVER THE WAY . " I sat over against a ODE TO M. BRUNEL . 23.
... better than such water trades : Stick up a sign the sign of the Bore's Head ; I've drawn it ready for thee in black lead , And make thy cellar subterrane , Thy Shades ! OVER THE WAY . " I sat over against a ODE TO M. BRUNEL . 23.
Side 32
... better for our brandy ! ) " Come , take a seat — I long to hear About Matilda's marriage ; You're come of course to spend the day ! ( Thank Heaven , I hear the carriage ! ) 66 What ! must you go ? next time I hope You'll give me longer ...
... better for our brandy ! ) " Come , take a seat — I long to hear About Matilda's marriage ; You're come of course to spend the day ! ( Thank Heaven , I hear the carriage ! ) 66 What ! must you go ? next time I hope You'll give me longer ...
Side 37
... better half . Alas ! in vain he still assailed , Her heart withstood the dint ; Though he had carried sixteen stone He could not move a flint . Worn out , at last he made a vow To break his being's link ; For he was so reduced in size ...
... better half . Alas ! in vain he still assailed , Her heart withstood the dint ; Though he had carried sixteen stone He could not move a flint . Worn out , at last he made a vow To break his being's link ; For he was so reduced in size ...
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Side 29 - Even is come ; and from the dark Park, hark, The signal of the setting sun — one gun ! And six is sounding from the chime, prime time To go and see the Drury-Lane Dane slain, — Or hear Othello's jealous doubt spout out, — Or Macbeth raving at that shade-made blade, Denying to his frantic clutch much touch...
Side 232 - ... such as come forth with the dawn, or somewhat earlier, with ,their little professional notes sounding like the peep peep of a young sparrow...
Side 151 - Said Mr. Bray to Mr. Clay, You choose to rival me, And court Miss Bell, but there your court No thoroughfare shall be. Unless you now give up your suit, You may repent your love ; I, who have shot a pigeon match, Can shoot a turtle dove.
Side 51 - Now the dreadful thunder's roaring, Peal on peal contending clash, On our heads fierce rain falls pouring, In our eyes blue lightnings flash. One wide water all around us, All above us one black sky, Different deaths at once surround us : Hark ! what means that dreadful cry ? The foremast's gone...
Side 30 - Sal, Who, hasting to her nightly jobs, robs fobs. Now thieves to enter for your cash, smash, crash, Past drowsy Charley, in a deep sleep, creep, But frightened by Policeman B 3, flee, And while they're going, whisper low, "No go!" Now puss, while folks are in their beds, treads leads, And sleepers waking grumble, " Drat that cat ! " Who in the gutter caterwauls, squalls, mauls Some feline foe, and screams in shrill ill-will.
Side 32 - You'll give me longer measure; Nay — I shall see you down the stairs — (With most uncommon pleasure!) "Good-bye ! good-bye ! remember all, Next time you'll take your dinners ! (Now, David, mind I'm not at home In future to the Skinners...
Side 12 - s such a blunderin' drunken old dog ; The last time he was fetched to find a lost child he was guzzling with his bell at the Crown, And went and cried a boy instead of a girl, for a distracted Mother and Father about Town. Billy — where are...
Side 30 - Who in the gutter caterwauls, squalls, mauls Some feline foe, and screams in shrill ill-will. Now Bulls of Bashan, of a prize size, rise In childish dreams, and with a roar gore poor Georgy, or Charley, or Billy, willy-nilly ; — But Nursemaid in a nightmare rest, chest-pressed, Dreameth of one of her old flames, James Games, And that she hears — what faith is man's — Ann's banns And his, from Reverend Mr. Rice, twice, thrice : White ribbons flourish, and a stout shout out, That upward goes,...