Odes and Addresses to Great People

Odes and Addresses to Great People

by Thomas Hood
     
 

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Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy.

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ISBN-13:
9781290928199
Publisher:
HardPress Publishing
Publication date:
08/01/2012
Pages:
162
Product dimensions:
6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.35(d)

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If. Speak up!or hath he hid his name To crawl thro' " subways'" unto fame, Like Williams of Cornhill ? Speak up, my lad!when men run small We'll show what's little in them all, Receive it how they will! Think now of Irving!shall he preach The princes down,shall he impeach The potent and the rich, Merely on ethic stilts,and I Not moralize at two miles high The true didactic pitch ! ,. Come:what d'ye think of Jeffrey, sir ? Is Gifford such a Gulliver In Lilliput's Review, That like Colossus he should stride Certain small brazen inches wide For poets to pass through ? Look down! the world is but a spot. Now sayIs Blackwood's low or not, For all the Scottish tone ? It shall not weigh us herenot where The sandy burden's lost in air Our ladingwhere is't flown ? Now,like you Croly's verse indeed In heavenwhere one cannot read The " Warren" on a wall ? What think you here of that man's fame ? Tho' Jerdan magnified his name, To me 'tis very small! 22. And, truly, is there such a spell In those three letters, L. E. L., To witch a world with song? On clouds the Byron did not sit, Yet dar'd on Shakspeare's head to spit, And say the world was wrong! And shall not we ? Let's think aloud ! Thus being couch'd upon a cloud, Graham, we'll have our eyes ! We felt the great when we were less, Buf we'll retort on littleness Now we are in the skies. 24. . 0 Graham, Graham, how I blame The bastard blush,the petty shame, That used to fret me quite, The little sores I cover'd then, No sores on earth, nor sorrows when The world is out of sight ! My name is Tims.I am the man That North's unseen diminish'd clan So scurvily abused ! 1 am the very P. A. Z. The London's Lion's small pin's head So...

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