Thomas Hood

(1789-1845 / London / England)

Allegory: A Moral Vehicle - Poem by Thomas Hood

I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure
Because on Sundays for a little jaunt
He was so fast and showy, quite a treasure;
Although he sometimes kicked and shied aslant.
I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment,
With yellow body and the wheels of red,
Because it was only used for one employment,
Namely, to go wherever Pleasure led.
I had a wife, her nickname was Delight:
A son called Frolic, who was never still:
Alas! how often dark succeeds to bright!
Delight was thrown, and Frolic had a spill,
Enjoyment was upset and shattered quite,
And Pleasure fell a splitter on Paine's Hill.

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  • Rajnish Manga (12/20/2016 3:00:00 AM)

    A philosophy of life told beautifully with the help of a story showing the inter-play of various forces of human nature either beginning with or ending with Pleasure, Enjoyment and Delight. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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