The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood, with a Biographical SketchPhillips, 1854 - 490 頁 |
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第 xviii 頁
... pale and pensive countenance , may , indeed , have flitted through society occasionally , without causing any remark ; none of the Lady Worrymores or Capel Loffts , who make themselves ridiculous , and their literary protegés ...
... pale and pensive countenance , may , indeed , have flitted through society occasionally , without causing any remark ; none of the Lady Worrymores or Capel Loffts , who make themselves ridiculous , and their literary protegés ...
第 6 頁
... pale and still , Crowding her softly round on either hand , As pale as frosty snow - drops , and as chill , To whom the sceptred dame reveals her ill . " Alas ! " quoth she , " ye know our fairy lives Are leased upon the fickle faith of ...
... pale and still , Crowding her softly round on either hand , As pale as frosty snow - drops , and as chill , To whom the sceptred dame reveals her ill . " Alas ! " quoth she , " ye know our fairy lives Are leased upon the fickle faith of ...
第 10 頁
... pale , Gaze on the grass as for a dying bed ; But Puck was seated on a spider's thread , That hung between two branches of a brier , And ' gan to swing and gambol heels o'er head , Like any Southwark tumbler on a wire , For him no ...
... pale , Gaze on the grass as for a dying bed ; But Puck was seated on a spider's thread , That hung between two branches of a brier , And ' gan to swing and gambol heels o'er head , Like any Southwark tumbler on a wire , For him no ...
第 15 頁
... pale moon - rise Crushed the dear curl on a regardful brow That did not frown thee from thy honey prize If ever thy sweet son sat on thy thighs , And wooed thee from thy careful thoughts within To watch the harmless beauty of his eyes ...
... pale moon - rise Crushed the dear curl on a regardful brow That did not frown thee from thy honey prize If ever thy sweet son sat on thy thighs , And wooed thee from thy careful thoughts within To watch the harmless beauty of his eyes ...
第 20 頁
... pale moon's gleams , And shot into the air their pointed beams . Quoth he , " We bear the gold and silver keys Of bubbling springs and fountains , that below - Course through the veiny earth , which , when they freeze Into hard ...
... pale moon's gleams , And shot into the air their pointed beams . Quoth he , " We bear the gold and silver keys Of bubbling springs and fountains , that below - Course through the veiny earth , which , when they freeze Into hard ...
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beauty bird blood bloom blue breath bright brow Charles Lamb cheeks cloud cold crooked dame dance dark dead deaf dear death dream earth elves Eugene Aram eyes face fair fairy fancy fear flowers gaze gentle gloom gold Gold Sticks Golden Leg green grief hair hand hath head heard heart heaven HERO AND LEANDER horrid human hung kiss leaves light limbs lips living look Love's lullaby Lycus Meanwhile Miss Kilmansegg moon morn Nelly Gray never night Number o'er once Otto of Roses pale perchance pity poor raining music rich rose Rotterdam round Sally Brown Saturn seemed shade shadows shine sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit sweet tears tender thee There's thing Thomas Hood thou thought thrush tree trumpet turned vext voice wave weep Wherefore Whilst wild wind wings young zounds
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第 xxvii 頁 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. ' Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied — We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
第 143 頁 - Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing,— Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; ' Not of the stains of her— All that remains of her Now, is pure womanly.
第 149 頁 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread : Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this
第 146 頁 - Out of the world ! In she plunged boldly, No matter how coldly The rough river ran, — Over the brink of it : Picture it,- — think of it, Dissolute man ! Lave in it, drink of it, Then, if you can ! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care ; Fashion'd so slenderly, Young, and so fair ! Ere her limbs frigidly Stiffen too rigidly Decently, — kindly, — Smooth and compose them...
第 149 頁 - Oh! but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet. With the sky above my head. And the grass beneath my feet ; For only one short hour To feel as I used to...
第 106 頁 - The Usher took six hasty strides, As smit with sudden pain, Six hasty strides beyond the place, Then slowly back again; And down he sat beside the lad, And talked with him of Cain; And, long since then, of bloody men, Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves...
第 178 頁 - 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...
第 164 頁 - I saw thee, lovely Ines, Descend along the shore, With bands of noble gentlemen, And banners waved before; And gentle youth and maidens gay, And snowy plumes they wore; It would have been a beauteous dream, If it had been no more!
第 170 頁 - I SAW old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would sing Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn, Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn ; — Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright With tangled gossamer that fell by night, Pearling his coronet of golden corn.
第 392 頁 - Nelly Gray! Is this your love so warm? The love that loves a scarlet coat Should be more uniform.