Charles Lamb

(10 February 1775 – 27 December 1834 / London)

The Godlike - Poem by Charles Lamb

In one great man we view with odds
A parallel to all the gods.
Great Jove, that shook heaven with his brow,
Could never match his princely bow.
In him a Bacchus we behold:
Like Bacchus, too, he ne'er grows old.
Like Phoebus next, a flaming lover;
And then he's Mercury-all over.
A Vulcan, for domestic strife,
He lamely lives without his wife.
And sure-unless our wits be dull-
Minerva-like, when moon was full,
He issued from paternal skull.


R. et R.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010



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