Frederick Locker-Lampson

(1821-1895 / London, England)

Frederick Locker-Lampson Poems

1. A Word That Makes Us Linger 4/21/2010
2. Loulou And Her Cat 4/21/2010
3. Picadilly 4/21/2010
4. Rhyme Of One 4/21/2010
5. Rotton Row 4/21/2010
6. The Cuckoo 4/21/2010
7. At Her Window 1/4/2003
8. To My Grandmother 4/21/2010
9. A Terrible Infant 4/21/2010
10. The Unrealised Ideal 4/21/2010
11. The Widow's Mite 4/21/2010
12. My Mistress's Boots 4/21/2010
13. On An Old Muff 4/21/2010
14. Our Photographs 4/21/2010

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On An Old Muff

TIME has a magic wand!
What is this meets my hand,
Moth-eaten, moldy, and
Covered with fluff?
Faded, and stiff, and scant;
Can it be? No, it can't--
Yes, I declare, it's Aunt
Prudence's muff!
Years ago, twenty-three,
Old Uncle Doubledee
Gave it to Aunty P.
Laughing and teasing:
'Prue of the breezy curls,
Whisper those solemn churls,
What holds a pretty girl's
Hand without squeezing?'
Uncle was then a lad
Gay, but, I grieve to add,
Sinful, if smoking bad
Baccy's a vice;
Glossy was then this mink
Muff, lined with...

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