Poems by Thomas Hood
The Cigar
... Marr; I don't care how it goes, ...
The Mary (A Sea-Side Sketch)
... Whose pitch-black hull roll'd darkly on the wave, ...
"It Was Not In The Winter"
... What else could peer thy glowing cheek, ...
"Still Glides the Gentle Streamlet On"
... The self-same trees their semblance cast ...
Ode to W. Kitchener, M.D.
... elescopes, Opera-Glasses, and Spectacles, The Housekeeper's Ledger and The Pleasure of Making a Will ...
The Lee Shore
... -- O, God! to think man ever ...
The Workhouse Clock
... With a gleam deriv'd from Hope and the skies, ...
"Is There A Bitter Pang For Love Removed"
... Now, if "Farewell" could bless thee, I would sever! ...
"O Lady, Leave Thy Silken Thread"
... There's crimson buds, and white and blue ...
"My Heart Is Sick With Longing"
... By the same light of love that makes them bright!&emsp ...
"She's Up and Gone, the Graceless Girl"
... But now she'll share the robin's food, ...
Sonnet On Receiving A Gift
... Thus, sweet, thy gracious gifts are gifts of price, ...
Verses Written In An Album
... Cloud doth never shade him, ...
Lines On Seeing My Wife And Two Children Sleeping In The Same Chamber
... To live their living and to breathe their breath! ...
To A Sleeping Child
... Thy graceful death,till those blue eyes upbeam'd ...
