Quotes by : Thomas Hood

O God! that bread should be so dear And flesh and blood so cheap!

O bed! O bed! Delicious bed! That heaven on earth to the weary head!

Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower....

I saw old Autumn in the misty mornStand shadowless like silence, listeningTo silence, for no lonely bird....

Oh God! that bread should be so dear And flesh and blood so cheap!

No sun—no moon! No morn—no noon—No dawn— No sky—no earthly view— No distance looking blue—No....

English I remember I remember The house where I was born The little window where the sun Came peeping....

When Eve upon the first of MenThe apple press’d with specious cant,Oh! what a thousand pities thenThat....

Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold! Bright and yellow hard and cold

Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!