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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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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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To attempt to advise conceited people is like whistling against the wind.
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The year's in wane There is nothing adorning The night has no eve, And the day has no morning Cold winter gives warning!
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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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So mayst thou live, dear! many years, In all the bliss that life endears
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While the steeples are loud in their joy, To the tune of the bells' ring-a-ding, Let us chime in a peal, one and all, For we all should be able to sing Hullah baloo.
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Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!
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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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O bed! O bed! delicious bed! That heaven upon earth to the weary head.
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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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No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!
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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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There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon.
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Fuss is the froth of business.
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Such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn.
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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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For my part, getting up seems not so easy By half as lying.
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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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Ben Battle was a soldier bold, and used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, so he laid down his arms.
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My books kept me from the ring, the dog-pit, the tavern, and the saloon.
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