The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 638 pages of information about The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood.

The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 638 pages of information about The Poetical Works of Thomas Hood.

XXX.

My conscience began to gnaw my heart
Before the day was done,
For other men’s lives had all gone out,
Like candles in the sun!—­
But it seem’d as if I had broke, at last,
A thousand necks in one!

XXXI.

So I went and cut his body down
To bury it decentlie;—­
God send there were any good soul alive
To do the like by me! 
But the wild dogs came with terrible speed,
And bay’d me up the tree!

XXXII.

My sight was like a drunkard’s sight,
And my head began to swim,
To see their jaws all white with foam,
Like the ravenous ocean-brim;—­
But when the wild dogs trotted away
Their jaws were bloody and grim!

XXXIII.

Their jaws were bloody and grim, good Lord! 
But the beggar man, where was he?—­
There was nought of him but some ribbons of rags
Below the gallows’ tree!—­
I know the Devil, when I am dead,
Will send his hounds for me!—­

XXXIV.

I’ve buried my babies one by one,
And dug the deep hole for Joan,
And cover’d the faces of kith and kin,
And felt the old churchyard stone
Go cold to my heart, full many a time,
But I never felt so lone!

XXXV.

For the lion and Adam were company,
And the tiger him beguil’d;
But the simple kine are foes to my life,
And the household brutes are wild. 
If the veriest cur would lick my hand,
I could love it like a child!

XXXVI.

And the beggar man’s ghost besets my dreams,
At night to make me madder,—­
And my wretched conscience, within my breast,
Is like a stinging adder;—­
I sigh when I pass the gallows’ foot,
And look at the rope and ladder!—­

XXXVII.

For hanging looks sweet,—­but, alas! in vain,
My desperate fancy begs,—­
I must turn my cup of sorrows quite up,
And drink it to the dregs,—­
For there is not another man alive,
In the world, to pull my legs!

FAITHLESS SALLY BROWN.[26]

[Footnote 26:  These famous verses were first published as from an anonymous correspondent in the London Magazine.  When Hood reprinted them, under his own name, in the first series of Whims and Oddities, he prefaced them with the following words:—­

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