William Makepeace Thackeray

(1811-1863 / India)

William Makepeace Thackeray Poems

41. The Merry Bard 4/7/2010
42. The Willow-Tree 4/7/2010
43. The Last Of May 4/7/2010
44. The Last Of May 4/7/2010
45. The Legend Of St. Sophia Of Kioff 4/7/2010
46. The Yankee Volunteers 4/7/2010
47. The King On The Tower 4/7/2010
48. The Rose Of Flora 4/7/2010
49. Vanitas Vanitatum 4/7/2010
50. The Pen And The Album 4/7/2010
51. The Rocks 4/7/2010
52. The Organ-Boy’s Appeal 4/7/2010
53. Persicos Odi 1/3/2003
54. The Red Flag 4/7/2010
55. The Rose Upon My Balcony 4/7/2010
56. Lines On A Late Hospicious Ewent, By A Gebtleman Of The Footguards (Blue) 4/7/2010
57. The Minaret Bells 4/7/2010
58. The End Of The Play 4/7/2010
59. The Crystal Palace 4/7/2010
60. Friar’s Song 4/7/2010
61. Ad Ministram 4/7/2010
62. The Cane-Bottom'D Chair 1/3/2003
63. Commanders Of The Faithful 4/7/2010
64. Jacob Homnium’s Hoss 4/7/2010
65. A Credo 4/7/2010
66. Jolly Jack 4/7/2010
67. A Woeful New Ballad Of The Protestant Conspiracy To Take The Pope’s Life 4/7/2010
68. A Doe In The City 4/7/2010
69. Little Billee 12/31/2002
70. Le Roi D’yvetot 4/7/2010
71. Abd-El-Kader At Toulon Or, The Caged Hawk 4/7/2010
72. Lines Upon My Sister’s Portrait 4/7/2010
73. Le Grenier 4/7/2010
74. Ah, Bleak And Barren Was The Moor 4/7/2010
75. The Ballad Of Bouillabaisse 1/3/2003
76. From Pocahontas 4/7/2010
77. Dear Jack 4/7/2010
78. Larry O’toole 4/7/2010
79. Atra Cura 4/7/2010
80. Damages, Two Hundred Pounds 4/7/2010

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King Canute

KING CANUTE was weary hearted; he had reigned for years a score,
Battling, struggling, pushing, fighting, killing much and robbing more;
And he thought upon his actions, walking by the wild sea-shore.

'Twixt the Chancellor and Bishop walked the King with steps sedate,
Chamberlains and grooms came after, silversticks and goldsticks great,
Chaplains, aides-de-camp, and pages,—all the officers of state.

Sliding after like his shadow, pausing when he chose to pause,
If a frown his face contracted, straight the courtiers dropped their jaws;
If to laugh the king was ...

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The Age Of Wisdom

Ho! pretty page, with the dimpled chin,
That never has known the Barber's shear,
All your wish is woman to win;
This is the way that boys begin--
Wait till you come to Forty Year.

Curly gold locks cover foolish brains,
Billing and cooing is all your cheer;
Sighing and singing of midnight strains,

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