Poems by Thomas Hood
Past and Present
... The tree is living yet!I remember, I remember ...
Ruth
... such a blush In the midst of brown was born, ...
Silence
... There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone ...
The Bridge of Sighs
... Young, and so fair! Ere her limbs frigidly ...
The Death Bed
... We watch'd her breathing thro' the night, ...
The Dream of Eugene Aram
... Had never groaned but twice!"And now, from forth the frowning sky, ...
The Haunted House
... The corpse lies on the trestles!But house of woe, and hearse, and sable pall, ...
The Song of the Shirt
... And the walk that costs a meal!Oh! but for one short hour! ...
The Sun Was Slumbering in the West
... Pope Had parted with her hus -- "Cook , by the way, came up today, ...
The World is with Me
... Where youth, and mirth, and health are out of date ...
Tim Turpin
... Inscribed with double guilt ! Then turning round his head again, ...
Time of Roses
... With flowers when first we met! 'Twas twilight, and I bade you go, ...
That Flesh is Grass is Now as Clear as Day...
... Death cuts it down, and then, to make her hay, ...
Autumn II
... 'Tis not trees' shade, but cloudy glooms ...
Miss Killmansegg And Her Precious Leg. A Legend
... A warmth in the light, and a bliss everywhere, ...
