Poems by Thomas Hood
Lycus the Centaur
... on, is beloved by a Water Nymph, who, desiring to render him immortal, has recourse to the Sorceress ...
Allegory: A Moral Vehicle
... I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment, ...
In Rotterdam
... III Tall houses with quaint gables, ...
To An Enthusiast
... Spite of the world's cold practice and Time's tooth, ...
Autumn I
... In the West, Blushing their last to the last sunny hours, ...
"Spring It Is Cheery"
... Green leaves hang, but the brown must fly ...
"Farewell, Life! My Senses Swim"
... O'er the earth there comes a bloom ...
To An Absentee
... Through all the miles that stretch between, ...
"Sigh On, Sad Heart, for Love's Eclipse"
... Her dress seem'd wove of lily leaves, ...
The Plea Of The Midsummer Fairies
... " LXXVI "Through brake and tangled copse, for much he loathed ...
"By Eve'ry Sweet Tradition of True Hearts"
... That quench'd her brand's last twinkle in its fall ...
The Forsaken
... Was ta'en with smiles,but this was torn ...
"Let Us Make A Leap, My Dear"
... Each absence count a year complete, ...
To A False Friend
... Our hands have join'd but not our hearts: ...
Ode to the Great Unknown
... Perhaps not! Why dost thou so conceal and puzzle curious folks ...
