Maxioms by Thomas Hood
With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
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With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread.
A cup concealed in the dress is rarely honestly carried.
A cup concealed in the dress is rarely honestly carried.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
At night, to his own dark fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
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At night, to his own dark fancies a prey,
He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way,
Tormenting himself with his prickles.
