What did Thomas Hood mean by: How bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! - Thomas Hood Poet · England Copy
+ Half of the failures in life come from pulling one’s horse when he is leaping. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Fear, Horse, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ Dear bells! how sweet the sound of village bells When on the undulating air they swim! Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Air, Sweet, Swim, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ When he is forsaken, Withered and shaken, What can an old man do but die? Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Age, Old Man, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ So mayst thou live, dear! many years, In all the bliss that life endears Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Birthday, Bliss, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ My books kept me from the ring, the dog-pit, the tavern, and the saloon. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Book, Dog, Reading, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ Boughs are daily rifled By the gusty thieves, And the book of Nature Getteth short of leaves. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Book, Thieves, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ He lies like a hedgehog rolled up the wrong way, Tormenting himself with his prickles. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Lying, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
+ No blessed leisure for love or hope, But only time for grief. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Thomas Hood, Grief, Hope, Love, 0 - Thomas Hood Poet · England
Youth, art, love, dreams, true-heartedness – why must they go out of the summer world into darkness? - Willa Cather Author
The vine that has been made to bear fruit in the spring, withers and dies before autumn. - Jean-Baptiste Rousseau Poet · France
We thread our way through a moving forest of ice-cream cones and crimson thighs. - Jean-Dominique Bauby Journalist · France
To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
One benefit of Summer was that each day we had more light to read by. - Jeannette Walls Journalist · USA
It was like autumn, looking at her. it was like driving up north to see the colors. - Jeffrey Eugenides Author
That was the summer of 1963, when everybody called me ‘Baby,’ and it didn’t occur to me to mind. - Jennifer Grey
I have this feeling that life is a spiritual adventure, and I want to make mine in the sky. - Jerrie Cobb
