Thomas Hood (Томас Гуд (Худ))

Birthday Verses

Good morrow to the golden morning,
  Good morrow to the world's delight--
I've come to bless thy life's beginning,
  Since it makes my own so bright!

I have brought no roses, sweetest,
  I could find no flowers, dear,--
It was when all sweets were over
  Thou wert born to bless the year.

But I've brought thee jewels, dearest,
  In thy bonny locks to shine,--
And if love shows in their glances,
  They have learn'd that look of mine!

1. The Poet's Portion
2. Written in Keats' “Endymion”
3. Verses in an Album
4. The World Is with Me
5. Lines on Seeing My Wife and Two Children Sleeping in the Same Chamber

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