The works of Thomas Hood, ed., with notes, by his son [T. Hood] and daughter [F.F. Broderip]. (Ed. de luxe).1882 |
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... mother bids me spend my smiles " 195 Sonnet for the 14th of February 196 A Bunch of Forget - me - nots 196 Written in a Young Lady's Album 198 Announcement of Annual for 1831 200 1831 . The Comic Annual for 1831 : - Dedication 203 ...
... mother bids me spend my smiles " 195 Sonnet for the 14th of February 196 A Bunch of Forget - me - nots 196 Written in a Young Lady's Album 198 Announcement of Annual for 1831 200 1831 . The Comic Annual for 1831 : - Dedication 203 ...
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... mother , in such a matter , might have had some weight in the scale . " " We have not failed , " said Landino , " to menace him in the name of the Holy Church , the mother of his soul , whose mandates in authority exceed those of the mother ...
... mother , in such a matter , might have had some weight in the scale . " " We have not failed , " said Landino , " to menace him in the name of the Holy Church , the mother of his soul , whose mandates in authority exceed those of the mother ...
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... mother , for he knew her implacable nature . Notwith- standing , with the fond imagination of a lover , he hoped that the loveliness and gentle manners of his mistress would finally overcome even the most stubborn of prejudices ...
... mother , for he knew her implacable nature . Notwith- standing , with the fond imagination of a lover , he hoped that the loveliness and gentle manners of his mistress would finally overcome even the most stubborn of prejudices ...
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... mother of my dear Rovinello . I cannot bear to think that I am hateful to any one that regards him with affection : pray , therefore , do not spurn me thus from your heart . " At the last of these words the Countess rose up , and with a ...
... mother of my dear Rovinello . I cannot bear to think that I am hateful to any one that regards him with affection : pray , therefore , do not spurn me thus from your heart . " At the last of these words the Countess rose up , and with a ...
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... mother noticing this movement , cast a fiercer look than ever towards the speechless lady , and then turning towards Rovinello , addressed him thus : — " Son , thou hast come home to me this day after years of travel ; but in such a ...
... mother noticing this movement , cast a fiercer look than ever towards the speechless lady , and then turning towards Rovinello , addressed him thus : — " Son , thou hast come home to me this day after years of travel ; but in such a ...
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Abendali amongst APOLLONIUS Athenæum bastinado began Benetto Bianca blue bones brother caliph called cast Cheapside Comic Annual Corinth Countess CURIO dead death Distress DOMUS door drink Eugene Aram eyes face fair farewell father feel friends GALLO garden gentlemen give hand hath head heard heart Hidalgo honour hope horse Huggins John Huggins JULIUS kind knew Kolmarr lady LAMIA Landino laughing letter literary Little Agib living look Lord Lord Mayor's Show LYCIUS MAGOG master MERCUTIUS Miss morning mother never night PICUS pooh poor pray Rotterdam round Rovinello Serjeant Talfourd sight sitting song soon soul spirit street sure sweet tears Tebaldo tell thee There's thing THOMAS HOOD thou tree turned Valentine's Day voice walk whilst window wine wish woman words wretched write young Zounds
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Página 316 - It is good to be merry and wise, It is good to be honest and true, It is good to be off with the old love Before you are on with the new.
Página 451 - One stern tyrannic thought that made All other thoughts its slave; Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave, — Still urging me to go and see The dead man in his grave...
Página 137 - Cenchreas and Corinth, met such a phantasm in the habit of a fair gentlewoman, which taking him by the hand, carried him home to her house, in the suburbs of Corinth, and told him she was a...
Página 450 - 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 233 - Too early Death, led on by Care, May snatch save one dear lock away. Oh ! revere her raven hair ! Pray for her at eve and morn, That Heaven may long the stroke defer, — For thou may'st live the hour forlorn When thou wilt ask to die with her. Pray for her at eve and morn ! STANZAS.
Página 302 - Of arbours filled with dainty scents From lovely flowers that never fade ; Bright flies that glitter in the sun, And glow-worms shining in the shade : And talking birds with gifted tongues, For singing songs and telling tales, And pretty dwarfs to show the way Through fairy hills and fairy dales.
Página 442 - And our present allotments for rest for the departed, is but of some centuries. Another particular seems not to claim a little of your Lordship's notice, and that of the gentlemen of the jury ; which is, that perhaps no example occurs of more than one skeleton being found in one cell, and in the cell in question was found but one ; agreeable, in this, to the peculiarity of every other known cell in Britain. Not the invention of one skeleton, then, but of two, would have appeared suspicious and uncommon.
Página 439 - In June, 1757, William Thompson, for all the vigilance of this place, in open daylight, and double-ironed, made his escape ; and, notwithstanding an immediate inquiry set on foot, the strictest search, and all advertisement, was never seen or heard of since. If then Thompson got off unseen, through all these difficulties, how very easy was it for...
Página 426 - Thrice blessed, rather, is the man with whom The gracious prodigality of nature, The balm, the bliss, the beauty, and the bloom, The bounteous providence in...
Página 232 - LOVE thy mother, little one ! Kiss and clasp her neck again, — Hereafter she may have a son Will kiss and clasp her neck in vain. Love thy mother, little one ! Gaze upon her living eyes, And mirror back her love for thee, — Hereafter thou mayst shudder sighs To meet them when they cannot see. Gaze upon her living eyes ! Press her lips the while they glow With love that they have often told, — Hereafter thou mayst press in woe, And kiss them till thine own are cold.