Thomas Hood

1798 - 1845

A Quote by Thomas Hood on grief, hope, leisure, love, and time

No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: The Song of the Shirt.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on dawn, day, and time

No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, . . . . . . No road, no street, no t' other side the way, . . . . . . No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: November.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on life and silence

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.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: Sonnet. Silence.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on experience, life, and worth

A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: see Oliver Wendell Holmes

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A Quote by Thomas Hood

There's Bardus, a six-foot column of fop, A lighthouse without any light atop.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: Miss Kilmansegg. Her First Step

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A Quote by Thomas Hood

A man that 's fond precociously of stirring Must be a spoon.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: Morning Meditations.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on happiness and heart

And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: Ode to Melancholy.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood

Another tumble! That 's his precious nose!

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: Parental Ode to my Infant Son.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on books and nature

Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: The Season.

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A Quote by Thomas Hood on god and providence

Even God's providence Seeming estrang'd.

Thomas Hood (1798 - 1845)

Source: The Bridge of Sighs.

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