The Comic Poems of Thomas Hood: A New and Complete EditionHood, Thomas
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The Comic Poems of Thomas Hood: A New and Complete Edition
Hood, Thomas
English poetry -- 19th century; English wit and humor
Dog-grel Verses 487
“Up the Rhine” 490
The Comet 491
More Hullah-Baloo 493
There’s no Romance in that 499
The Painter Puzzled 502
A True Story 504
The Logicians 510
Little O’P. 513
The Assistant Draper’s Petition 514
Symptoms of Ossification 516
A Custom-House Breeze 517
[Illustration]
[Illustration]
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.
Arthur’s Seat.
Fancy Portrait--Mrs. Trimmer.
Faults on Both Sides.
Son and Hair.
The Bottle Imp.
Overtaker and Undertaker.
See View--Broad Stairs.
A Public Dinner.
Death’s Door.
Fanny.
Dog-Berry.
The Judgment of Solomon.
Accustomed to the care of
Children.
A Hard Roe.
A Child’s Call to be disposed of.
The Duke of Well---- and Prince of Water----.
High and Low Born.
Violinist.
Sea Consumption--waisting away.
Due at Michaelmas.
A Minor Cannon.
The Top of his Profession.
Love and a Cottage.
The Judges of A-size.
A Total Eclipse of the Son.
Palmam qui Meruit Ferat.
War Dance--The Opening of
the Ball.
The Buoy at the Nore.
The Ides of March are come.
The Bath Guide.
The Isle of Man.
A Day’s Sport on the Moors.
Barrister on Circuit.
Finding a May’r’s Nest.
I wish you may get it.
The Box Seat.
Does your Mother know you’re
out?
To Ladies’s Eyes a round, Boys.
Wether Wise.
The Widow’s Mite.
A Plaster Cast.
A Strange Bird.
Crane-iology.
James’s Powder.
Joining in a Catch.
Single Blessedness.
Long Commons and Short
Commons.
The Last Cut.
[Illustration]
HOOD’S POETICAL WORKS.
COMIC.
REPLY TO A PASTORAL POET.
Tell us not of bygone days!
Tell us not of forward times!
What’s the future--what’s the past--
Save to fashion rhymes?
Show us that the corn doth thrive!
Show us there’s no wintry weather!
Show us we may laugh and live--
(Those who love--together.)
Senses have we for sweet blossoms--
Eyes, which could admire the sun--
Passions blazing in our bosoms--
Hearts, that may be won!
But Labour doth for ever press us,
And Famine grins upon our board;
And none will help us, none will bless us,
With one gentle word!
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