Edward Lear

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

Edward Lear Poems

121. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Ems 4/14/2010
122. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Ewell 4/14/2010
123. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Spain 4/14/2010
124. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Sparta 4/14/2010
125. Limerick:There Was An Old Person Of Tartary 4/14/2010
126. Mr And Mrs Discobbolos 4/14/2010
127. Mr. And Mrs.Spikky Sparrow 4/14/2010
128. Mrs Jaypher 4/14/2010
129. Nonsense Alphabet 4/14/2010
130. Parody Of Tennyson'sto Edward Lear On His Travels In Greece 4/14/2010
131. Teapots And Quails 4/14/2010
132. The Akond Of Swat 1/3/2003
133. The Broom, The Shovel, The Poker And The Tongs 4/14/2010
134. The Courtship Of The Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo 1/3/2003
135. The Cummerbund: An Indian Poem 4/14/2010
136. The Daddy Long-Legs And The Fly 4/14/2010
137. The Dong With A Luminous Nose 1/3/2003
138. The Duck And The Kangaroo 4/14/2010
139. The Jumblies 1/3/2003
140. The New Vestments 4/14/2010
141. The Nutcrackers And The Sugar-Tongs 4/14/2010
142. The Owl And The Pussy-Cat 1/3/2003
143. The Pelican Chorus 4/14/2010
144. The Pobble Who Has No Toes 1/3/2003
145. The Quangle Wangle's Hat 1/1/2004
146. The Table And The Chair 4/14/2010
147. The Two Old Bachelors 4/14/2010
148. There Was A Young Lady Whose Eyes 1/1/2004
149. There Was An Old Lady Whose Folly 1/3/2003
150. There Was An Old Man In A Tree 1/3/2003
151. There Was An Old Man Of Calcutta 1/3/2003
152. There Was An Old Man Of New York 1/1/2004
153. There Was An Old Man Of Thermopylae 1/3/2003
154. There Was An Old Man On The Border 1/1/2004
155. There Was An Old Man With A Beard 1/3/2003
156. There Was An Old Person Of Nice 1/1/2004

Comments about Edward Lear

  • 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.

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  • 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, ...

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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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