Charles Lamb

(10 February 1775 – 27 December 1834 / London)

Charles Lamb Poems

121. Anger 4/10/2010
122. A Vision Of Repentance 4/10/2010
123. Beauty And The Beast 4/10/2010
124. The Old Familiar Faces 1/4/2003
125. Blindness 4/10/2010

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Best Poem of Charles Lamb


In a stage-coach, where late I chanced to be,
A little quiet girl my notice caught;
I saw she looked at nothing by the way,
Her mind seemed busy on some childish thought.

I with an old man's courtesy addressed
The child, and called her pretty dark-eyed maid,
And bid her turn those pretty eyes and see
The wide extended prospect. 'Sir,' she said,

'I cannot see the prospect, I am blind.'
Never did tongue of child utter a sound
So mournful, as her words fell on my ear.
Her mother then related how she found

Her child was sightless. On a ...

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The Old Familiar Faces

I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions,
In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days--
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have been laughing, I have been carousing,
Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies--
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I loved a Love once, fairest among women:

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