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wednesday_jones: John Hayes of the self-styled ‘Common Sense Group’, along with Sally-Ann Hart, Gareth Bacon and Bob Blackman, Tom Hunt, Pauline Latham, Sir Edward Leigh, Marco Longhi, Craig Mackinlay, James Sunderland and Henry Smith...signed a letter condemning a children’s charity, in 2020.

samrat747: A Thought of the Nile by James Henry Leigh Hunt It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream, And times and things, as in that vision, seem Keeping along it their eternal stands,-- Caves, pillar... -

samrat747: Sudden Fine Weather by James Henry Leigh Hunt Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the quick birds, and see the landscape fill, Nor long to utter his melodious will? -

samrat747: To Robert Batty, M.D., on His Giving Me a Lock of Milton's Hair by James Henry Leigh Hunt It lies before me there, and my own breath Stirs its thin outer threads, as though beside The living head I stood in honoured pride, Talking of lovely things... -

samrat747: How Robin and His Outlaws Lived in The Woods by James Henry Leigh Hunt Robin and his merry men : Lived just like the birds; They had almost as many tracks as thoughts, : And whistles and songs as words. -

samrat747: A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret's by James Henry Leigh Hunt I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and poem none at all, Yet, as they say, extremely natural. And yet I kn... -

samrat747: To a Fish by James Henry Leigh Hunt You strange, astonished-looking, angle-faced, Dreary-mouthed, gaping wretches of the sea, Gulping salt-water everlastingly, Cold-blooded, though with red your blood be graced, And mute, though dwellers in the ro... -

samrat747: A Fish Answers by James Henry Leigh Hunt Amazing monster! that, for aught I know, With the first sight of thee didst make our race For ever stare! O flat and shocking face, Grimly divided from the breast below! Thou that on dry land horribly dost ... -

samrat747: Robin Hood, A Child. by James Henry Leigh Hunt It was the pleasant season yet, When the stones at cottage doors Dry quickly, while the roads are wet, After the silver showers. The green leaves they looked greener still, And the thrush, renewing h... -

samrat747: May and the Poets by James Henry Leigh Hunt There is May in books forever; May will part from Spenser never; May's in Milton, May's in Prior, May's in Chaucer, Thomson, Dyer; May's in all the Italian books:-- -

samrat747: A Night-Rain in Summer by James Henry Leigh Hunt Open the window, and let the air Freshly blow upon face and hair, And fill the room, as it fills the night, With the breath of the rain's sweet might. Hark! the burthen, swift and prone! And how the... -

samrat747: To the Grasshopper and the Cricket by James Henry Leigh Hunt Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that's heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you,... -

samrat747: An Angel in the House by James Henry Leigh Hunt How sweet it were, if without feeble fright, Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight, An angel came to us, and we could bear To see him issue from the silent air At evening in our room, and bend on ... -

samrat747: The Nile by James Henry Leigh Hunt It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream, And times and things, as in that vision, seem Keeping along it their eternal stands,-- Caves, pillars, pyramids, ... -

samrat747: Robin Hood, An Outlaw. by James Henry Leigh Hunt Robin Hood is an outlaw bold Under the greenwood tree; Bird, nor stag, nor morning air Is more at large than he. -

samrat747: Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard by James Henry Leigh Hunt We, the Fairies, blithe and antic, Of dimensions not gigantic, Though the moonshine mostly keep us, Oft in orchards frisk and peep us. -

samrat747: Abou Ben Adhem by James Henry Leigh Hunt Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold:— -

samrat747: Death by James Henry Leigh Hunt Death is a road our dearest friends have gone; Why with such leaders, fear to say, "Lead on?" Its gate repels, lest it too soon be tried, But turns in balm on the immortal side. -

samrat747: Jenny Kissed Me by James Henry Leigh Hunt Jenny kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, S... -

samrat747: The Glove and The Lions by James Henry Leigh Hunt King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport, And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court; The nobles filled the benches, and the ladies in their pride, And 'mongst them sa... -

samrat747: Rondeau by James Henry Leigh Hunt Jenny kiss'd me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and welth have miss'd me, Say I'm gr... -

EnglishUrdulang: Poem 07 Abou Ben Adhem By James Henry Leigh Hunt

Go_Movie_Mango: Jenny kiss’d me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I’m weary, say I’m sad, Say that health and wealth have miss’d me, Say I’m growing old, but add, Jenny kiss’d me. – James Henry – Leigh Hunt

Wordsworthians: Today's picture: Portrait of James Henry Leigh Hunt, by Henry Meyer after John Hayter, 1828

Roy_Wallen: There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense. – James Henry Leigh Hunt, born on this date in 1784

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to English writer/editor James Henry Leigh Hunt (October 19,1784), author of “Lord Byron and some of his Contemporaries” (1828) et al.

SurfiniaSocial: "Colours are the smiles of nature." - James Henry Leigh Hunt

ChrisPirillo: The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing. [(James Henry) Leigh Hunt]

DickensFellowHQ: Died OTD - 28/08/1859 - James Henry Leigh Hunt - poet and recognisable model for Harold Skimpole in 'Bleak House'. "As it has given you so much pain, I take it at its worst, and say I am deeply sorry, and that I feel I did wrong in doing it." Letter to Leigh Hunt November 1854

BryonySeries: Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add, "Jenny Kissed Me" by James Henry Leigh Hunt

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RichmondLibs: Today's Richmond Read-along is from James Henry Leigh Hunt. Leigh Hunt was a promoter of Shelley & Keats, a one-time friend of Byron, and a huge influence on both literature and politics. Today we are reading "To the Grasshopper and the Cricket:"

DrMcM: One of my favs: Jenny kissed me when we met Jumping from the chair she sat in Time, you thief,who love to get Sweets on your list put that in Say I'm weary say I'm sad Say that health and wealth have missed me Say I'm growing old, but add Jenny kissed me. James Henry Leigh Hunt

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Charlot81028879: "Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have miss'd me, Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kiss'd me. " James Henry Leigh Hunt (19 October 1784 – 28 August 1859)

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kesskoppel: Colors are the smile of nature and flowers are her laugh. Leigh Hunt (1784-1859), James Henry Leigh Hunt, English essayist, poet and critic - a little art III

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to English writer/editor James Henry Leigh Hunt (October 19,1784), author of “Lord Byron and some of his Contemporaries” (1828) et al.

Roy_Wallen: There is no greater mistake in the world than the looking upon every sort of nonsense as want of sense. – James Henry Leigh Hunt, born on this date in 1784

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james_grande: Excited to be back in Farnham to hear John Belchem (Liverpool), biographer of Henry Hunt and advisor on Mike Leigh’s Peterloo film, give this year’s *sold out* William Cobbett Memorial Lecture

BryonySeries: "Jenny Kissed Me" by James Henry Leigh Hunt

HistoryWiseGuy: The ground-work of all happiness is health. Take care of this ground; and the doleful imaginations that come to warn us against its abuse will avoid it. (James Henry Leigh Hunt, 1784–1859)

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todayquotes: "The same people who can deny others everything are famous for refusing themselves nothing." (James Henry) Leigh Hunt wb 233 today

PetloverHermine: 19Oct/1784: James Henry (Leigh) Hunt is born in Southgate, London, UK

PonchoPochenko: JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT 19 October 1784 - 28 August 1859 English critic, essayist, poet, and writer....

Book_Addict: Happy birthday to English writer/editor James Henry Leigh Hunt (October 19,1784). "Lord Byron and some of his Contemporaries" (1828) et al.

vsengupta: "I pray thee, then, / Write me as one that loves his fellow men." Abou Ben Adhem . James Henry Leigh Hunt

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