The Choice Works of Thomas Hood: In Prose and Verse, Including the Cream of the Comic AnnualsDeWolfe, Fiske, 1889 - 775 páginas |
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... head.- Oh ! there are realms of welcome day , A world where tears are wiped away ! Then be thy flight among the skies : Take , then , oh ! take the skylark's wing , And leave dull earth , and heavenward rise O'er all its tearful clouds ...
... head.- Oh ! there are realms of welcome day , A world where tears are wiped away ! Then be thy flight among the skies : Take , then , oh ! take the skylark's wing , And leave dull earth , and heavenward rise O'er all its tearful clouds ...
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... head rises before you in all its glory ! while the oysters revolve around it , in their firmament of melted butter ... heads , -the asparagus of literature . You are not troubled with " more last words of Mr Baxter , " but are delighted ...
... head rises before you in all its glory ! while the oysters revolve around it , in their firmament of melted butter ... heads , -the asparagus of literature . You are not troubled with " more last words of Mr Baxter , " but are delighted ...
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... head rises before you in all its glory ! while the oysters revolve around it , in their firmament of melted butter ... heads , the asparagus of literature . You are not troubled with " more last words of Mr Baxter , " but are delighted ...
... head rises before you in all its glory ! while the oysters revolve around it , in their firmament of melted butter ... heads , the asparagus of literature . You are not troubled with " more last words of Mr Baxter , " but are delighted ...
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... head and neck must be spared , then make a fire round about her , not too close to her , that the smoke do not choke her , and that the fire may not burn her too soon ; nor too far off , that she may not escape free : within the circle ...
... head and neck must be spared , then make a fire round about her , not too close to her , that the smoke do not choke her , and that the fire may not burn her too soon ; nor too far off , that she may not escape free : within the circle ...
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... head , " Dr Kitchener says , slily enough , " If you like it full - dressed , score it superficially ; beat up the yolk of an egg , and rub it over the head with a feather ; powder it , " & c . Such a calt head as this , so full ...
... head , " Dr Kitchener says , slily enough , " If you like it full - dressed , score it superficially ; beat up the yolk of an egg , and rub it over the head with a feather ; powder it , " & c . Such a calt head as this , so full ...
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Términos y frases comunes
BALLAD billows bird blue breath bright brow call'd cheek cold Comic Annual cook Darius Watts dark dead dear death Doctor doth Dr Kitchener dread dream eyes face fair fairy fancy fear gallant story gazed Gog and Magog gone grave green grief hair hand hast hath head hear heart hope horizon fleeting horse hydrophobia Lady leaves legs light live London Magazine look look'd maid Miss Nelly Gray never night nose Number o'er Old Bailey once pale Pompey poor potted shrimps roast round Sally Brown seem'd sighs sing sleep soe win soon sorrow soul sure sweet tears tell tender thee There's thing THOMAS HOOD thought thro turn turn'd Twas walk Waterloo Bridge wave weep Whilst wind wing young
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Página 309 - Then down I cast me on my face, And first began to weep, For I knew my secret then was one That earth refused to keep ; Or land or sea, though he should be Ten thousand fathoms deep...
Página 290 - Clasped by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won. On her cheek an autumn flush, Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn.
Página 308 - And peace went with them, one and all, And each calm pillow spread ; But Guilt was my grim Chamberlain That lighted me to bed ; And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red...
Página 135 - Ye have the account Of my performance : what remains, ye gods ! But up, and enter now into full bliss ?" So having said, a while he stood, expecting Their universal shout, and high applause, To fill his ear ; when, contrary, he hears On all sides, from innumerable tongues, A dismal universal hiss, the sound Of public scorn...
Página 24 - Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul: The mind's the standard of the man.
Página 307 - And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the Heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging Sprite : — ' Thou guilty man ! take up thy dead, And hide it from my sight...
Página 283 - Would I had been, fair Ines, That gallant cavalier, Who rode so gaily by thy side, And whispered thee so near ! Were there no bonny dames at home, Or no true lovers here, That he should cross the seas to win The dearest of the dear ? I saw thee, lovely Ines, Descend along...
Página 307 - My gentle lad, what is't you read— Romance or fairy fable? Or is it some historic page, Of kings and crowns unstable?" The young boy gave an upward glance,— "It is The Death of Abel.
Página 304 - THERE is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep, deep sea, Or in wide desert where no life is found, Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound ; No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild...
Página 292 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light.