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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Thomas Hood. (1799–1845) (continued)
 
6074
    Straight down the crooked lane,
And all round the square.
          A plain Direction.
6075
    For my part, getting up seems not so easy
    By half as lying.
          Morning Meditations.
6076
    A man that’s fond precociously of stirring
    Must be a spoon.
          Morning Meditations.
6077
    Seem’d washing his hands with invisible soap
  In imperceptible water.
          Miss Kilmansegg. Her Christening.
6078
    O bed! O bed! delicious bed!
That heaven upon earth to the weary head!
          Her Dream.
6079
    He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
  Tormenting himself with his prickles.
          Her Dream.
6080
    There’s a double beauty whenever a swan
Swims on a lake with her double thereon. 1 
          Her Honeymoon.
6081
    Home-made dishes that drive one from home.
          Her Honeymoon.
6082
    Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold.
          Her Moral.
6083
    Spurned by the young, but hugged by the old
To the very verge of the churchyard mould.
          Her Moral.
6084
      How widely its agencies vary,—
To save, to ruin, to curse, to bless,—
As even its minted coins express,
Now stamped with the image of Good Queen Bess,
  And now of a Bloody Mary.
          Her Moral.
6085
    Another tumble! That’s his precious nose!
          Parental Ode to my infant Son.
6086
    Boughs are daily rifled
  By the gusty thieves,
And the book of Nature
  Getteth short of leaves.
          The Season.
 
Note 1.
See Wordsworth, page 474: The swan on still St. Mary’s lake
Float double, swan and shadow! [back]