Thomas Hood Quotes and Quotations
There are three things which the public will always clamor for, sooner or later: namely, novelty, novelty, novelty.
O bed! O bed! Delicious bed! That heaven on earth to the weary head!
When Eve upon the first of men The apple pressed with specious cant, Oh! what a thousand pities then That Adam was not adamant.
The year's in the wane; There is nothing adoring; The night has no eve, And the day has no morning; Cold winter gives warning!
Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives.
Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold
Peace and rest at length have come, All the day's long toil is past; And each heart is whispering "Home, Home at last!"
Oh, God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
English 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!
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds, November!
O God! that bread should be so dear, And flesh and blood so cheap!
Oh! would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now And have a good cry!