Alan Alexander Milne

(18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956 / Kilburn, London)

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A. A. Milne was born in Kilburn, London, England to parents John Vine Milne and Sarah Maria (née Heginbotham) and grew up at Henley House School, 6/7 Mortimer Road (now Crescent), Kilburn, London, a small independent school run by his father. One of his teachers was H. G. Wells who taught there in 1889–90. Milne attended Westminster School and Trinity College, Cambridge, where he studied on a mathematics scholarship. While there, he edited and wrote for Granta, a student magazine. He collaborated with his brother Kenneth and their articles appeared over the initials AKM. Milne's work came to the attention of the leading British humour magazine Punch, where Milne was to become a contributor ... more »

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  • kushagra (2/10/2020 8:06:00 AM)

    what is the topic of the king's breakfast.

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  • bob bob (2/13/2019 10:51:00 AM)

    hi :) …….....................………….bye

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  • Mark Alistair (2/9/2019 11:34:00 PM)

    To me, having first met A. A. Milne via my childhood and my mother, to 70 years hence he seems as valuable to English literature and English culture as Shakespeare and Wordsworth.

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  • Mike Macartney-Filgate (2/7/2019 1:24:00 PM)

    Brought up on these poems and now learning a few more to share with Canadian granddaughter (I am 69 this year and raised in USA and Australia, born in Toronto in 1950) .

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  • David Robinson (1/1/2014 8:53:00 AM)

    This poem is incomplete. There is a stanza which begins: - Now teddy as was only right slept in the ottoman at night and crowded in with him as well...

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  • Rachel Fraser-burton (2/13/2008 7:08:00 AM)

    My Dad used to read these poems to me when I was young. They used to send me to sleep because they are writen with perfect rhythm. Although I am now fourteen I still love these poems; they remind me of my Dad and can be read on many different levels. If people disagree could I please ask them not to post offensive comments they may upset some people. I have no problem with you having an opinion I would just prefer you to keep them to yourself if you are going to be rude. Thank you.

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Best Poem of Alan Alexander Milne

Wind On The Hill

No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn't keep up with it,
Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes...
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.

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