Edward Lear

(12 May 1812 – 29 January 1888 / London / England)

Edward Lear Poems

41. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Who Said, 'How 4/14/2010
42. Limerick:There Was A Young Girl Of Majorca 4/14/2010
43. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Who Said, 4/14/2010
44. Limerick:There Was A Young Lady Of Lucca 4/14/2010
45. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of The South 4/14/2010
46. Limerick: There Was An Old Man With A Nose 4/14/2010
47. Limerick:There Was An Old Man Of The Cape 4/14/2010
48. Mr. And Mrs.Spikky Sparrow 4/14/2010
49. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Cheadle 4/14/2010
50. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Ems 4/14/2010
51. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Anerley 4/14/2010
52. Limerick: There Was An Old Man With A Flute 4/14/2010
53. Limerick: There Was An Old Person Of Philæ, 4/14/2010
54. Limerick:There Was An Old Man Of Marseilles 4/14/2010
55. Limerick:There Was An Old Man Of Aôsta 4/14/2010
56. Limerick:There Was A Young Lady Of Russia 4/14/2010
57. Limerick:There Was A Young Lady Of Welling 4/14/2010
58. Limerick:There Was A Young Lady Of Wales 4/14/2010
59. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Spain 4/14/2010
60. Limerick:There Was An Old Person From Gretna 4/14/2010
61. The Broom, The Shovel, The Poker And The Tongs 4/14/2010
62. Limerick:There Was An Old Man, On Whose Nose 4/14/2010
63. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Tartary 4/14/2010
64. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Sparta 4/14/2010
65. Limerick:There Was An Old Man Of Whitehaven 4/14/2010
66. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Moldavia 4/14/2010
67. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Apulia 4/14/2010
68. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Kildare 4/14/2010
69. The Cummerbund: An Indian Poem 4/14/2010
70. Limerick:There Was An Old Lady Of Prague 4/14/2010
71. Limerick: There Was Old Man In A Pew 4/14/2010
72. Limerick: There Was An Old Man With A Beard 4/14/2010
73. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Kamschatka 4/14/2010
74. Limerick: There Was An Old Lady Of Winchelsea 4/14/2010
75. Limerick: There Was An Old Person Of Philæ, 4/14/2010
76. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of The Hague 4/14/2010
77. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Nepaul 4/14/2010
78. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Corfu 4/14/2010
79. Limerick: There Was An Old Man Of Coblenz 4/14/2010
80. The New Vestments 4/14/2010

Comments about Edward Lear

  • james pollo (3/22/2018 11:08:00 AM)

    his poems are good (my sis sas they are epic) :)

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  • Mister guy (3/5/2018 4:34:00 AM)

    Love the poems how much have you done.?

  • MIlAs (12/7/2017 10:07:00 PM)

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  • Sandra Feldman (8/9/2015 1:49:00 PM)

    When I was child, my dear mother read me lots of rhymes and poems for children which began my unending love for poetry. One of my favorites was The Pussy Cat and the Owl, still love it, but never bothered to find out who wrote it..After so many years, now I know it was Edward Lear, thanks to this wonderful site, Poem Hunter.

  • Michael Baker (1/1/2013 4:18:00 AM)

    Where is The Owl and the pussycat? .

  • Christine Pointer (10/26/2005 4:43:00 PM)

    When I was in junior school I did not attend assemblies with the other children because of my religion. During the time that the others were singing hymns I was allowed to read my teachers precious copy of Edward Lear poems. This introduced me to the wonderful world of poetry and verse and of course reading. I found Mr. Lear's poems funny and endearing and full of visual delight.

Best Poem of Edward Lear

How Pleasant To Know Mr. Lear

How pleasant to know Mr. Lear,
Who has written such volumes of stuff.
Some think him ill-tempered and queer,
But a few find him pleasant enough.

His mind is concrete and fastidious,
His nose is remarkably big;
His visage is more or less hideous,
His beard it resembles a wig.

He has ears, and two eyes, and ten fingers,
(Leastways if you reckon two thumbs);
He used to be one of the singers,
But now he is one of the dumbs.

He sits in a beautiful parlour,
With hundreds of books on the wall;
He drinks a great deal of marsala, ...

Read the full of How Pleasant To Know Mr. Lear

Calicoe Pie

Calico Pie,
The little Birds fly
Down to the calico tree,
Their wings were blue,
And they sang 'Tilly-loo!'
Till away they flew,
And they never came back to me!
They never came back!
They never came back!

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