Edward Lear

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

Edward Lear Poems

121. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Of Poole 4/14/2010
122. Teapots And Quails 4/14/2010
123. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Whose Bonnet 4/14/2010
124. Parody Of Tennyson'sto Edward Lear On His Travels In Greece 4/14/2010
125. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Whose Nose 4/14/2010
126. The Table And The Chair 4/14/2010
127. Incidents In The Life Of My Uncle Arly 4/14/2010
128. He Lived At Dingle Bank 4/14/2010
129. Limerick: The Was A Young Lady Of Bute 4/14/2010
130. Cold Are The Crabs 4/14/2010
131. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Of Hull 4/14/2010
132. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Of Dorking, 4/14/2010
133. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady In White 4/14/2010
134. Nonsense Alphabet 4/14/2010
135. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Whose Chin 4/14/2010
136. Limerick: There Was A Young Lady Of Norway, 4/14/2010
137. There Was An Old Lady Whose Folly 1/3/2003
138. Calicoe Pie 4/14/2010
139. There Was An Old Man Of Thermopylae 1/3/2003
140. Imitation Of The Olden Poets 4/14/2010
141. The Courtship Of The Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo 1/3/2003
142. The Akond Of Swat 1/3/2003
143. There Was An Old Man On The Border 1/1/2004
144. The Quangle Wangle's Hat 1/1/2004
145. The Dong With A Luminous Nose 1/3/2003
146. There Was A Young Lady Whose Eyes 1/1/2004
147. There Was An Old Man Of Calcutta 1/3/2003
148. There Was An Old Person Of Nice 1/1/2004
149. There Was An Old Man Of New York 1/1/2004
150. Alphabet Poem 4/14/2010
151. There Was An Old Man With A Beard 1/3/2003
152. The Pobble Who Has No Toes 1/3/2003
153. The Jumblies 1/3/2003
154. The Owl And The Pussy-Cat 1/3/2003
155. There Was An Old Man In A Tree 1/3/2003
156. How Pleasant To Know Mr. Lear 1/3/2003
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, ...

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The Jumblies

They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they went to sea:
In spite of all their friends could say,
On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
In a Sieve they went to sea!
And when the Sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, `You'll all be drowned!'
They called aloud, `Our Sieve ain't big,
But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!

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