O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives.
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What is a modern poet's fate To write his thoughts upon a slate The critic spits on what is done, Gives it a wipe - and all is gone.Thomas Hood
How widely its agencies vary, To save, to ruin, to curse, to bless, As even its minted coins express, Now stamp'd with the image of Good Queen Bess, And now of a Bloody Mary.
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Whoe'er has gone thro' London street, Has seen a butcher gazing at his meat, And how he keeps Gloating upon a sheep's Or bullock's personals, as if his own How he admires his halves And quarters--and his calves, As if in truth upon his own legs grown.
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Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould.
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The neighbours fetched a doctor in :
Said he, "'This wound I dread
Can hardly be sewed up -
his life Is hanging on a thread.
Thomas Hood
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