161 Quotes by Thomas Hood

Apothegms form a short cut to much knowledge.

There's a double beauty whenever a swan Swims on a lake with her double thereon.

My books kept me from the ring, the dog-pit, the tavern, and the saloon.

How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled!

Alas for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun!

Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves.

Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim!

A name, it has more than nominal worth, And belongs to good or bad luck at birth

The cowslip is a country wench.