The comic poems of Thomas Hood, ed. by S. Lucas1867 |
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began Bill birds BOATMAN bone bright call'd COMIC course cried Dame dead deaf dear Death door double drank drink eyes face fancy fear fond of skipping gave ghost give Gog and Magog gold Gold Sticks Golden Ass Golden Leg grave green Grundy guinea hand happy hard head hear heart horse Huggins Hunks hunt Jack John John Huggins Lady limb live look look'd Lord marriage mind Miss Kilmansegg Nelly Gray never night Nore nose Number o'er Old Bailey once ossifying Otto of Roses play poor ride round Sally Brown seem'd sight sing song sort soul sound spite stood Street Sunday sure sweet tell thee There's no Romance thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought took Trumpet turn turn'd Twas William dear wish Zounds Соміс
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Halaman 102 - 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. Now as they bore him off the field, Said he, "Let others shoot; For here I leave my second leg, And the Forty-second Foot.
Halaman 103 - Now Ben he loved a pretty maid, Her name was Nelly Gray; So he went to pay her his devours When he'd devoured his pay! But when he called on Nelly Gray, She made him quite a scoff; And when she saw his wooden legs, Began to take them off! "O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray! Is this your love so warm ? The love that loves a scarlet coat, Should be more uniform!
Halaman 160 - Toss the light ball — bestride the stick, (I knew so many cakes would make him sick !) With fancies buoyant as the thistle down, Prompting the face grotesque, and antic brisk, With many a lamb-like frisk, (He's got the scissors, snipping at your gown.) Thou pretty opening rose...
Halaman 350 - No go' - by land or ocean No mail - no post No news from any foreign coast No Park - no Ring - no afternoon gentility No company - no nobility No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!
Halaman 149 - Twas very kind to bring them both — (What boots for my new Brussels !) "What! little Clara left at home? Well now I call that shabby : I should have loved to kiss her so — (A flabby, dabby, babby !) "And Mr.
Halaman 477 - Where are ye, early-purling streams, Whose waves reflect the morning beams And colours of the skies ? My rills are only puddle-drains From shambles, or reflect the stains Of...
Halaman 159 - Untouched by sorrow, and unsoiled by sin — (Good heavens ! the child is swallowing a pin !) Thou little tricksy Puck ! With antic toys so funnily bestuck, Light as the singing bird that wings the air — (The door! the door! he'll tumble down the stair!) Thou darling of thy sire ! (Why, Jane, he...
Halaman 350 - No sun — no moon! No morn — no noon — No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day — No sky — no earthly view — No distance looking blue — No road — no street — no
Halaman 467 - THE SURPLICE QUESTION. BY A BENEDICT. A VERY pretty public stir Is making, down at Exeter, About the surplice fashion : And many bitter words and rude Have been bestowed upon the feud, And much unchristian passion. For me, I neither know nor care Whether a Parson ought to wear A black dress or a white dress ; Fill'd with a trouble of my own, — A Wife who preaches in her gown, And lectures in her night-dress I THE EPPING HUNT.
Halaman 147 - Or hear Othello's jealous doubt spout out — Or Macbeth raving at that shade-made blade, Denying to his frantic clutch much touch...