Thomas Hood

Add a sprinkling of folly to your long deliberations.

Add a sprinkling of folly to your long deliberations.

The moon, the moon, so silver and cold,
Her fickle temper has oft been told,
Now shade--now read more

The moon, the moon, so silver and cold,
Her fickle temper has oft been told,
Now shade--now bright and sunny--
But of all the lunar things that change,
The one that shows most fickle and strange,
And takes the most eccentric range,
Is the moon--so called--of honey!

Seem'd washing his hand with invisible soap
In imperceptible water.

Seem'd washing his hand with invisible soap
In imperceptible water.

For my part getting up seems not so easy
By half as lying.

For my part getting up seems not so easy
By half as lying.

A word once spoken cannot be recalled.

A word once spoken cannot be recalled.