“I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.”
Thomas Hood“Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.”
Thomas Hood“Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!”
Thomas Hood“I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.”
Thomas Hood“Oh! would I were dead now Or up in my bed now To cover my head now And have a good cry!”
Thomas Hood“O God! that bread should be so dear And flesh and blood so cheap!”
Thomas Hood“No shade no shine no butterflies no bees No fruits no flowers no leaves no birds November!”
Thomas Hood“English 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!”
Thomas Hood“Oh God! that bread should be so dear And flesh and blood so cheap!”
Thomas Hood“Peace and rest at length have come All the day's long toil is past And each heart is whispering "Home Home at last!"”
Thomas Hood“Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow hard and cold”
Thomas Hood