Charles Lamb Poems

JANE.
Mamma is displeased and looks very grave,
And I own, brother, I was to blame
Just now when I told her I wanted to have,
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A FABLE

When beasts by words their meanings could declare,
Some well-dressed men and women did repair
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Horatio, of ideal courage vain,
Was flourishing in air his father's cane,
And, as the fumes of valour swelled his pate,
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'I keep it, dear papa, within my glove.'
'You do-what sum then usually, my love,
Is there deposited? I make no doubt,
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I have taught your young lips the good words to say over,
Which form the petition we call the Lord's Prayer,
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Shut these odious books up, brother;
They have made you quite another
Thing from what you used to be:
Once you liked to play with me,
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The drunkard's sin, excess in wine,
Which reason drowns, and health destroys,
As yet no failing is of thine,
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To gratify his people's wish
See G--e at length prepare-
He's setting out for Hanover-
We've often wish'd him there.
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Whether beneath sweet beds of roses,
As foolish little Ann supposes,
The spirit of a babe reposes
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An Ape is but a trivial beast,
Men count it light and vain;
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