The Sun Was Slumbering in the West (Thomas Hood Poem)
The sun was slumbering in the West, My daily labors past; On Anna's soft and gentle breast My head reclined ...
The sun was slumbering in the West, My daily labors past; On Anna's soft and gentle breast My head reclined ...
Tim Turpin he was gravel-blind, And ne'er had seen the skies : For Nature, when his head was made, Forgot ...
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and ...
'Twas in the prime of summer-time An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school: ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
I Saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence, for no lonely bird would ...
Along the Woodford road there comes a noise Of wheels, and Mr. Rounding's neat post-chaise Struggles along, drawn by a ...
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