Thomas Hood

Father of rosy day,
No more thy clouds of incense rise;
But waking flow'rs,
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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.

Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.

Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.

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

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

Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
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Poor Peggy hawks nosegays from street to street
Till--think of that who find life so sweet!--
She hates the smell of roses!

A cup concealed in the dress is rarely honestly carried.

A cup concealed in the dress is rarely honestly carried.