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The Quaker loves an ample brim,
A hat that bows to no Salaam;
And dear the beaver is to him
As if it never made a dam.
- All Round my Hat [Hatters]
Now, really, this appears the common case
Of putting too much Sabbath into Sunday--
But what is your opinion, Mrs. Grundy?
- An Open Question (st. 1) [Sabbath]
The Autumn is old;
The sere leaves are flying;
He hath gather'd up gold,
And now he is dying;--
Old age, begin sighing!
- Autumn [Autumn]
The year's in the wane,
There is nothing adorning,
The night has no eve,
And the day has no morning;--
Cold winter gives warning.
- Autumn [Autumn]
When he's forsaken,
Wither'd and shaken,
What can an old man do but die?
- Ballad [Age]
It was not in the winter
Our loving lot was cast:
It was the time of roses
We pluck'd them as we pass'd.
- Ballad--It was not in the Winter [Roses]
One more unfortunate
Weary of breath,
Gone to her death!
- Bridge of Sighs [Death : Misfortune]
Over the brink of it
Picture it--think of it,
Lave in it--drink of it
Then, if you can.
- Bridge of Sighs [Humanity]
Take her up tenderly,
Lift her with care;
Fashioned so slenderly,
Young and so fair!
- Bridge of Sighs [Misfortune]
'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.
- Craniology [Phrenology]
Of horn and morn, and hark and bark,
And echo's answering sounds,
All poet's wit hath ever writ
In dog-rel verse of hounds.
- Epping Hunt (st. 10) [Chase]
Ben Battle was a soldier bold,
And used to war's alarms;
But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
So he laid down his arms.
- Faithless Nellie Gray [Soldiers]
That always mourns the dead.
- Flowers [Rosemaries]
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.
- Flowers [Jasmines]
The cowslip is a country wench.
- Flowers [Cowslips]
The lily is all in white, like a saint,
And so is no mate for me.
- Flowers [Lilies]
The pea is but a wanton witch
In too much haste to wed,
And clasps her rings on every hand.
- Flowers [Peas, Sweet]
The tulip is a courtly quean,
Whom, therefore, I will shun.
- Flowers [Tulips]
The violet is a nun.
- Flowers [Violets]
The wolfsbane I should dread.
- Flowers [Weeds]
There's a double beauty whenever a swan
Swims on a lake with her double thereon.
- Her Honeymoon [Swans]
But she is vanish'd to her shady home
Under the deep, inscrutable; and there
Weeps in a midnight made of her own hair.
- Hero and Leander (116) [Hair]
Peace and rest at length have come,
All the day's long toil is past;
And each heart is whispering, "Home,
Home at last!"
- Home At Last [Home]
Father of rosy day,
No more thy clouds of incense rise;
But waking flow'rs,
At morning hours,
Give out their sweets to meet thee in the skies.
- Hymn to the Sun (st. 4) [Sun]
I remember, I remember
The fir-trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky.
- I Remember, I Remember [Fir]
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