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O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
Thomas Hood
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Thomas Hood
Age: 45 †
Born: 1799
Born: May 23
Died: 1845
Died: May 3
Humorist
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London
England
T. H.
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When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die?
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Oh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!
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O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!
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We watch'd her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro.
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Alas for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun!
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Whilst breezy waves toss up their silvery spray.
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I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs, where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburmum on his birthday,- The tree is living yet.
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Such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn.
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Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
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How bless'd the heart that has a friend. A sympathizing ear to lend.
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Well, something must be done for May, The time is drawing nigh-- To figure in the Catalogue, And woo the public eye. Something I must invent and paint But oh my wit is not Like one of those kind substantives That answer Who and What?
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How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!
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Half of the failures in life come from pulling one's horse when he is leaping.
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Bells are musics laughter.
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My brain is dull, my sight is foul, I cannot write a verse, or read-- Then, Pallas, take away thine Owl, And let us have a lark instead.
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To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind.
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I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
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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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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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Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.
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