Charles Kingsley

(12 June 1819 – 23 January 1875 / Devon, England)

Charles Kingsley Poems

81. A Farewell: To C.E.G 1/3/2003
82. A Christmas Carol 4/15/2010
83. My Little Doll 4/15/2010
84. The Sands Of Dee 12/31/2002
85. Young And Old 12/31/2002
86. A Farewell 1/3/2003

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  • Ali Baba Ali Baba (7/1/2014 8:23:00 AM)

    poem or poet?

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  • Pakpoom Phuto (7/13/2005 4:14:00 AM)

    This poem is good.
    what is main ideas?

Best Poem of Charles Kingsley

A Farewell

I

My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
No lark could pipe to skies so dull and grey:
Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you
For every day.

II

Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever;
Do noble things, not dream them, all day long:
And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever
One grand, sweet song.

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A Myth

A FLOATING, a floating
Across the sleeping sea,
All night I heard a singing bird
Upon the topmast tree.

“Oh, came you from the isles of Greece
Or from the banks of Seine;
Or off some tree in forests free,
Which fringe the western main?”

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