The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood by Thomas Hood
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Domestic Didactics
Lament for the Decline of Chivalry Playing at Soldiers Mary's Ghost The Widow An Open Question A Black Job Etching Moralised A Tale of a Trumpet The Forge The University Feud HOOD'S POETICAL WORKS. TO HOPE. Oh! take, young Seraph, take thy harp, And play to me so cheerily; For grief is dark, and care is sharp, And life wears on so wearily. Oh! take thy harp! Oh! sing as thou wert wont to do, When, all youth's sunny season long, I sat and listened to thy song, And yet 'twas ever, ever new, With magic in its heaven-tuned string-- |
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