William Schwenck Gilbert

(1836 - 1911 / London / England)

William Schwenck Gilbert Poems

1. The Working Monarch 1/1/2004
2. Hongree And Mahry 1/1/2004
3. How It's Done 1/1/2004
4. Captain Reece 1/1/2004
5. The Highly Respectable Gondolier 1/1/2004
6. Thomas Winterbottom Hance 1/1/2004
7. Disillusioned - By An Ex-Enthusiast 1/1/2004
8. Ferdinando And Elvira 1/1/2004
9. The Independent Bee 1/1/2004
10. The Judge's Song 1/1/2004
11. Sir Barnaby Bampton Boo 1/1/2004
12. The House Of Peers 1/1/2004
13. The Humane Mikado 1/1/2004
14. The Martinet 1/1/2004
15. Braid The Raven Hair 1/1/2004
16. Brave Alum Bey 1/1/2004
17. The Reverend Micah Sowls 1/1/2004
18. The Reward Of Merit 1/1/2004
19. The Rover's Apology 1/1/2004
20. The Played-Out Humorist 1/1/2004
21. The Englishman 1/1/2004
22. The Fairy Curate 1/1/2004
23. A Nightmare 1/1/2004
24. My Lady 1/1/2004
25. Old Paul And Old Tim 1/1/2004
26. The Tangled Skein 1/1/2004
27. The Sorcerer: Act Ii 1/1/2004
28. Only Roses 1/1/2004
29. Out Of Sorts 1/1/2004
30. Pasha Bailey Ben 1/1/2004
31. The Force Of Argument 1/1/2004
32. The Folly Of Brown - By A General Agent 1/1/2004
33. Thespis: Act Ii 1/1/2004
34. The Family Fool 1/1/2004
35. Emily, John, James, And I 1/1/2004
36. The Baby's Vengeance 1/1/2004
37. Peter The Wag 1/1/2004
38. Phrenology 1/1/2004
39. Poetry Everywhere 1/1/2004
40. To My Bride (Whoever She May Be) 1/1/2004

Comments about William Schwenck Gilbert

  • Terri Norvell (2/2/2012 7:04:00 PM)

    Absolutely love this verse! Captures the spirit of nature honorably! The Oak holds that space in my heart as well.

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Best Poem of William Schwenck Gilbert

The Disagreeable Man

If you give me your attention, I will tell you what I am:
I'm a genuine philanthropist - all other kinds are sham.
Each little fault of temper and each social defect
In my erring fellow-creatures, I endeavour to correct.
To all their little weaknesses I open people's eyes,
And little plans to snub the self-sufficient I devise;
I love my fellow-creatures - I do all the good I can -
Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man!
And I can't think why!

To compliments inflated I've a withering reply,
And vanity I always do my best to mortify;
A charitable ...

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The Love-Sick Boy

When first my old, old love I knew,
My bosom welled with joy;
My riches at her feet I threw;
I was a love-sick boy!
No terms seemed too extravagant
Upon her to employ -
I used to mope, and sigh, and pant,
Just like a love-sick boy!

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