The Works of Thomas Hood: Comic and Serious, in Prose and Verse with All the Original Illustrations, Volume 7E. Moxon, 1871 |
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Halaman 237 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Halaman 268 - He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Halaman 268 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Halaman 268 - With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by the unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Halaman 268 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Halaman 267 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds ; Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Halaman 270 - And ask'da little ragged boy The way that I should go ; He gave a nod, and then a wink, And told me to get there ' Straight down the Crooked Lane, And all round the Square.
Halaman 267 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Halaman 307 - Have laid their eggs ? Why from a comfortable pillow start To see faint flushes in the east awaken ? A fig, say I, for any streaky part, Excepting bacon. An early riser Mr. Gray has drawn, Who used to haste the dewy grass among, " To meet the sun upon the upland lawn
Halaman 276 - She could not bear that Mister Blogg — What d'ye think of that, my Cat ? What d'ye think of that, my Dog ? At times we had a spar, and then Mamma must mingle in the song— The sister took a sister's part — The Maid declared her Master wrong — The Parrot learn'd to call me