Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

Thomas Hood Poems

81. The Sea Of Death 4/5/2010
82. The Song Of The Shirt 12/31/2002
83. The Stars Are With The Voyager 4/5/2010
84. The Sun Was Slumbering In The West 1/3/2003
85. The Two Peacocks Of Bedfont 4/5/2010
86. The Two Swans (A Fairy Tale) 4/5/2010
87. The Water Lady 4/5/2010
88. The Workhouse Clock 4/5/2010
89. The World Is With Me 12/31/2002
90. There Is Dew For The Flow'Ret 4/5/2010
91. Tim Turpin 12/31/2002
92. Time Of Roses 12/31/2002
93. Time, Hope And Memory 4/5/2010
94. To A Child Embracing His Mother 4/5/2010
95. To A Cold Beauty 4/5/2010
96. To A False Friend 4/5/2010
97. To A Sleeping Child 4/5/2010
98. To An Absentee 4/5/2010
99. To An Enthusiast 4/5/2010
100. To Fancy 4/5/2010
101. To Hope 4/5/2010
102. Verses Written In An Album 4/5/2010
103. Welcome, Dear Heart, And A Most Kind Good-Morrow 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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Tim Turpin

Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind,
And ne'er had seen the skies :
For Nature, when his head was made,
Forgot to dot his eyes.

So, like a Christmas pedagogue,
Poor Tim was forced to do -
Look out for pupils; for he had
A vacancy for two.

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