by Thomas Hood, The Dream of Eugene Aram
“ A murder, in a dream!“One that had never done me wrong— A feeble man and old; I led him to a lonely field, The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold! ”
by Thomas Hood, The Dream of Eugene Aram
“ A murder, in a dream!“One that had never done me wrong— A feeble man and old; I led him to a lonely field, The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold! ”
by Thomas Hood, The Bridge of Sighs
“ Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now is pure womanly.Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful. ”
by Thomas Hood, Mary's Ghost. A Pathetic Ballad…
“ I wish'd you'd go to Mr. P. And save me such a ride: I don't half like the outside place, They've took for my inside. The cock it crows—I must be gone ! My William, we must part ! But I'll be yours in death, altho' Sir Astley has my heart. Don't go to weep upon my grave, And think that there I be; They haven't left an atom there Of my anatomie. This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”