The Prose Works of Thomas Hood
The Prose Works of Thomas Hood

Author: Thomas Hood

Publisher: Palala Press

Published: 2016-05-21

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ISBN-13: 9781358234996

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The Prose Works of Thomas Hood
The Prose Works of Thomas Hood

Author: Thomas Hood

Publisher: General Books

Published: 2009-08

Total Pages: 274

ISBN-13: 9780217283373

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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1869. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... "A book!" repeated my mother. "Ay, the Book of books, as I call it," said Uncle Rumbold, --" the Bible, of course excepted." "And a presentation copy," remarked my father, adroitly catching the volume as it slid off my mother's knees, " with the writer's autograph on the fly-leaf!" "Yes--and a tall copy and unique, and privately printed," said Uncle Rumbold. "A work as original as scarce--as logical as learned--as correct as copious--as sensible as sublime--as captivating as convincing--as playful as powerful--as elegant as elevating--the life-long study of a profound philosopher--in short, a work worthy of its title--'The Light of Nature!'" "It is all very fine, no doubt," said my mother. "A perfect treasury--a mine of riches!" exclaimed Uncle Rumbold. "The Holy Testament excepted, the world has never received such a legacy. And this, as I believe, the only copy extant! A gift, let me tell you, sister, that nothing but our near relationship, and my anxiety for the future welfare of two--I say two nephews--could have extorted from me." "A mine--a treasury--and a legacy," repeated my mother, with a tear, that might or might not be a pledge of sincerity, gushing from either eye. "You are very kind, I'm sure--very kind and considerate, indeed.--Who's there?" It was Catechism Jack, come to announce that supper was on the table, in the parlor. So the conference in the bedchamber broke up. Uncle Rumbold offered his arm to my mother to lead her down stairs; and my father, whistling a march, in a whisper, brought up the rear. Nothing worthy of record passed during the meal, except that the guest received and relished the mixture which had been promised to him by letter at the suggestion of Mr. Postle, namely, " a draught of something comforting to be taken the last thing...