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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.
Thomas Hood
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Thomas Hood
Age: 45 †
Born: 1799
Born: May 23
Died: 1845
Died: May 3
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London
England
T. H.
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Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.
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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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Apothegms form a short cut to much knowledge.
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O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
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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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When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die?
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No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief.
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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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She stood breast-high amid the corn Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won.
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Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!
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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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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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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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Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
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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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My books kept me from the ring, the dog-pit, the tavern, and the saloon.
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Well for the drones of the social hive that there are bees of an industrious turn, willing, for an infinitesimal share of the honey, to undertake the labor of its fabrication.
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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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Half of the failures in life come from pulling one's horse when he is leaping.
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Frost is the greatest artist in our clime - he paints in nature and describes in rime.
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