Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died.
Thomas HoodOh would I were dead now, Or up in my bed now, To cover my head now, And have a good cry!
Thomas HoodI resolved that, like the sun, as long as my day lasted, I would look on the bright side of everything.
Thomas HoodAnd ye, who have met with Adversity's blast, And been bow'd to the earth by its fury; To whom the Twelve Months, that have recently pass'd Were as harsh as a prejudiced jury - Still, fill to the Future! and join in our chime, The regrets of remembrance to cozen, And having obtained a New Trial of Time, Shout in hopes of a kindlier dozen.
Thomas Hood