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Half of the failures in life come from pulling one's horse when he is leaping.
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
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I love thee - I love thee, 'Tis all that I can say, It is my vision in the night, My dreaming in the day.
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With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread.
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How bless'd the heart that has a friend. A sympathizing ear to lend.
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Sweet are the little brooks that run O'er pebbles glancing in the sun, Singing in soothing tones.
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I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
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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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O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
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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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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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The Quaker loves an ample brim, A hat that bows to no salaam And dear the beaver is to him As if it never made a dam.
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Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died.
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Spontaneously to God should turn the soul, Like the magnetic needle to the pole But what were that intrinsic virtue worth, Suppose some fellow, with more zeal than knowledge, Fresh from St. Andrew's College, Should nail the conscious needle to the north?
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The lily is all in white, like a saint, And so is no mate for me.
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