Thomas Hood
Thomas Hood
Thomas Hoodwas an English poet, author and humourist, best known for poems such as "The Bridge of Sighs" and "The Song of the Shirt". Hood wrote regularly for The London Magazine, the Athenaeum, and Punch. He later published a magazine largely consisting of his own works. Hood, never robust, lapsed into invalidism by the age of 41 and died at the age of 45. William Michael Rossetti in 1903 called him "the finest English poet" between the generations of Shelley...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth23 May 1799
birthday brother flower
I remember, I remember The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs, where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburmum on his birthday,- The tree is living yet.
optimism long sun
I resolved that, like the sun, as long as my day lasted, I would look on the bright side of everything.
grief blessed leisure
No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief.
ignorance boys joy
It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy.
yellow gold jewelry
Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!
dream most-romantic fiction
Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams, Unnatural and full of contradictions; Yet others of our most romantic schemes, Are something more than fictions.
flower winter rose
It was not in the winter Our loving lot was cast! It was the time of roses, We plucked them as we passed!
struggle blood flesh
Oh! God! That bread should be so dear, and flesh and blood so cheap!
sea silence desert
There is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be,- In the cold grave, under the deep, deep sea, Or in the wide desert where no life is found.
congratulations bores
The biggest bore of all is he who is overflowing with congratulations
autumn flying dying
The Autumn is old; The sere leaves are flying; He hath gather'd up gold, And now he is dying;- Old age, begin sighing!
christmas laughter bells
Bells are musics laughter.
i-love-you valentines-day dream
I love thee - I love thee, 'Tis all that I can say, It is my vision in the night, My dreaming in the day.
birthday years bliss
So mayst thou live, dear! many years, In all the bliss that life endears