Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

Thomas Hood Poems

41. Ode To Melancholy 4/5/2010
42. Ode To Rae Wilson Esq. 4/5/2010
43. Ode To The Great Unknown 4/5/2010
44. Ode To The Moon 4/5/2010
45. Ode To W. Kitchener, M.D. 4/5/2010
46. On Mistress Nicely, A Pattern For Housekeepers 12/31/2002
47. Past And Present 1/3/2003
48. Ruth 12/31/2002
49. Serenade 4/5/2010
50. She's Up And Gone, The Graceless Girl 4/5/2010
51. Sigh On, Sad Heart, For Love's Eclipse 4/5/2010
52. Silence 12/31/2002
53. Sonnet (Written In A Volume Of Shakespeare) 4/5/2010
54. Sonnet For The 14th Of February 4/5/2010
55. Sonnet On Receiving A Gift 4/5/2010
56. Sonnet To My Wife 4/5/2010
57. Sonnet To Ocean 4/5/2010
58. Sonnet -Written In Keats 4/5/2010
59. Spring It Is Cheery 4/5/2010
60. Still Glides The Gentle Streamlet On 4/5/2010
61. That Flesh Is Grass Is Now As Clear As Day 4/5/2010
62. The Bridge Of Sighs 12/31/2002
63. The Cigar 4/5/2010
64. The Death Bed 1/3/2003
65. The Departure Of Summer 4/5/2010
66. The Dream Fairy 4/5/2010
67. The Dream Of Eugene Aram 1/3/2003
68. The Exile 4/5/2010
69. The Forsaken 4/5/2010
70. The Haunted House 12/31/2002
71. The Key (A Moorish Romance) 4/5/2010
72. The Lady's Dream 4/5/2010
73. The Lament Of Toby, The Learned Pig 4/5/2010
74. The Lay Of The Laborer 4/5/2010
75. The Lee Shore 4/5/2010
76. The Lost Heir 1/6/2015
77. The Mary (A Sea-Side Sketch) 4/5/2010
78. The Pauper's Christmas Carol 4/5/2010
79. The Plea Of The Midsummer Fairies 4/5/2010
80. The Poet's Portion 4/5/2010
Best Poem of Thomas Hood

I Remember, I Remember

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.

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 laburnum on his birthday,--
The tree is living yet!

I remember, I remember
Where I was used to ...

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The Death Bed

We watch'd her breathing thro' the night,
Her breathing soft and low,
As in her breast the wave of life
Kept heaving to and fro.

But when the morn came dim and sad
And chill with early showers,
Her queit eyelids closed - she had
Another morn than ours.

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