Maxioms by Thomas Hood
Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams,
Unnatural and full of contradictions;
Yet others of read more
Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams,
Unnatural and full of contradictions;
Yet others of our most romantic schemes
Are something more than fictions.
Well, something must be done for May,
The time is drawing nigh--
To figure in the Catalogue,
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Well, something must be done for May,
The time is drawing nigh--
To figure in the Catalogue,
And woo the public eye.
Something I must invent and paint;
But oh my wit is not
Like one of those kind substantives
That answer Who and What?
It is not linen you're wearing out,
But human creatures' lives.
It is not linen you're wearing out,
But human creatures' lives.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood.
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.
Jasmine is sweet, and has many loves.
