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Poem by Thomas Hood


Allegory


I had a gig-horse, and I called him Pleasure
Because on Sundays for a little jaunt
He was so fast and showy, quite a treasure;
Although he sometimes kicked and shied aslant.
I had a chaise, and christened it Enjoyment,
With yellow body and the wheels of red,
Because it was only used for one employment,
Namely, to go wherever Pleasure led.
I had a wife, her nickname was Delight:
A son called Frolic, who was never still:
Alas! how often dark succeeds to bright!
Delight was thrown, and Frolic had a spill,
Enjoyment was upset and shattered quite,
And Pleasure fell a splitter on Paine's Hill. 



Thomas Hood


Thomas Hood's other poems:
  1. The Boy at the Nore
  2. The Two Peacocks of Bedfont
  3. Stanzas (Is there a bitter pang for love removed)
  4. Ode on a Distant Prospect of Clapham Academy
  5. The Two Swans


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