William Makepeace Thackeray
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William Makepeace Thackeray Poems
A Tragic Story
There lived a sage in days of yore, And he a handsome pigtail wore; But wondered much and sorrowed more, Because it hung behind him.
To His Serving Boy
Persicos odi Puer, apparatus; Displicent nexae Philyra coronae:
At the Church-Gate
Although I enter not, Yet round about the spot, Ofttimes I hover, And near the sacred gate,
KING CANUTE was weary hearted; he had reigned for years a score, Battling, struggling, pushing, fighting, killing much and robbing more;
Sorrows of Werther
Werther had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter.
The Mahogany Tree
Christmas is here: Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we:
The Age of Wisdom
Ho! pretty page, with the dimpled chin, That never has known the Barber's shear, All your wish is woman to win; This is the way that boys begin--
A Credo (after the German)
For the sole edification Of this decent congregation, Goodly people, by your grant I will sing a holy chant --
Come To The Greenwood Tree
Come to the greenwood tree, Come where the dark woods be, Dearest, O come with me! Let us rove—O my love—O my love!
Beside the old hall-fire—upon my nurse's knee, Of happy fairy days—what tales were told to me!
You've all heard of Larry O'Toole, Of the beautiful town of Drumgoole; He had but one eye, To ogle ye by—
Dear Jack, this white mug that with Guinness I fill, And drink to the health of sweet Nan of the Hill, Was once Tommy Tosspot's, as jovial a sot
Returning from the cruel fight How pale and faint appears my knight! He sees me anxious at his side; 'Why seek, my love, your wounds to hide?
Ah, Bleak And Barren Was The Moor
Ah! bleak and barren was the moor, Ah! loud and piercing was the storm, The cottage roof was shelter'd sure,
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''Kindnesses are easily forgotten; but injuries!what worthy man does not keep those in mind?''William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), British author. Lovel the Widower, ch. 1 (1860).
''Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.''William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), British author. Lovel the Widower, ch. 6 (1860).
''It is best to love wisely, no doubt: but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.''William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), British author. Pendennis, ch. 6 (1848-1850).
''It is impossible, in our condition of Society, not to be sometimes a Snob.''William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), British author. The Book of Snobs, ch. 3 (1848).
''It is to the middle-class we must look for the safety of England.''William Makepeace Thackeray (1811-1863), British author. The Four Georges, "George the Third," (1855).
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A Tragic Story
There lived a sage in days of yore,
And he a handsome pigtail wore;
But wondered much and sorrowed more,
Because it hung behind him.
He mused upon this curious case,
And swore he'd change the pigtail's place,
And have it hanging at his face,
Not dangling there behind him.
Says he, 'The mystery I've found -
Says he, 'The mystery I've found!
I'll turn me round,' - he turned him round;
But still it hung behind him.
Then round and round, and out and in,
All day the puzzled sage did spin;
In vain - it mattered not a pin -