Thomas Hood

It's very hard! Oh, Dick, my boy,
It's very hard one can't enjoy
A little private spouting;
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It's very hard! Oh, Dick, my boy,
It's very hard one can't enjoy
A little private spouting;
But sure as Lear or Hamlet lives,
Up comes our master, Bounce! and gives
The tragic Muse a routing.

'Tis strange how like a very dunce,
Man, with his bumps upon his sconce,
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'Tis strange how like a very dunce,
Man, with his bumps upon his sconce,
Has lived so long, and yet no knowledge he
Has had, till lately, of Phrenology--
A science that by simple dint of
Head-combing he should find a hint of,
When scratching o'er those little pole-hills
The faculties throw up like mole hills.

Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.

Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.

A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.

A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.

All men do not admire and delight in the same objects.

All men do not admire and delight in the same objects.