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2 Quotes for 'Thomas Noel' in the Database.
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Thomas Noel Quotes
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Gracefully, gracefully glides our bark
On the bosom of Father Thames,
And before her bows the wavelets dark
Break into a thousand gems.
Topic: Boating
Source: A Thames Voyage
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There's a grim one-horse hearse in a jolly round trot;
To the churchyear a pauper is going I wot;
The road it is rough, and the hearse has no springs,
And hark to the dirge that the sad driver sings--
Rattle his bones over the stones,
He's only a pauper whom nobody owns.
Topic: Undertakers
Source: The Pauper's Drive
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