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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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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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Road
Shade
Butterflies
Sun
Dawn
Bud
Moon
Proper
Dusk
Flower
Flowers
Noon
Streets
Leaves
Fruits
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Bees
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The lily is all in white, like a saint, And so is no mate for me.
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My books kept me from the ring, the dog-pit, the tavern, and the saloon.
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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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Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
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Experience enables me to depose to the comfort and blessing that literature can prove in seasons of sickness and sorrow.
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A name, it has more than nominal worth, And belongs to good or bad luck at birth
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O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
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A man that's fond precociously of stirring , :: Must be a spoon.
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