William Schwenck Gilbert

(1836 - 1911 / London / England)

William Schwenck Gilbert Poems

81. Ellen Mcjones Aberdeen 1/1/2004
82. Sir Guy The Crusader 1/1/2004
83. John And Freddy 1/1/2004
84. Thomas Winterbottom Hance 1/1/2004
85. The Suicide's Grave 1/1/2004
86. Lieutenant-Colonel Flare 1/1/2004
87. The Great Oak Tree 1/1/2004
88. Tempora Mutantur 1/1/2004
89. The Highly Respectable Gondolier 1/1/2004
90. Babette's Love 1/1/2004
91. General John 1/1/2004
92. The Pantomime Super To His Mask 1/1/2004
93. Thespis: Act I 1/1/2004
94. Eheu Fugaces -- ! 1/1/2004
95. Little Oliver 1/1/2004
96. At A Pantomime. By A Bilious One 1/1/2004
97. The Policeman's Lot 1/1/2004
98. An English Girl 1/1/2004
99. An Unfortunate Likeness 1/1/2004
100. Gregory Parable, Ll.D. 1/1/2004
101. Only A Dancing Girl 1/1/2004
102. Life Is Lovely All The Year 1/1/2004
103. Hongree And Mahry 1/1/2004
104. King Goodheart 1/1/2004
105. Is Life A Boon 1/1/2004
106. To The Terrestrial Globe 1/1/2004
107. Ferdinando And Elvira 1/1/2004
108. They'Ll None Of 'Em Be Missed 1/1/2004
109. The Aesthete 1/1/2004
110. The Working Monarch 1/1/2004
111. First Love 1/1/2004
112. The Ghost, The Gallant, The Gael, And The Goblin 1/1/2004
113. The Two Ogres 1/1/2004
114. The Darned Mounseer 1/1/2004
115. Annie Protheroe. A Legend Of Stratford-Le-Bow 1/1/2004
116. A Discontented Sugar Broker 1/1/2004
117. Braid The Raven Hair 1/1/2004
118. Girl Graduates 1/1/2004
119. Life 1/1/2004
120. To Phoebe 1/1/2004
Best Poem of William Schwenck Gilbert

The Yarn Of The Nancy Bell

'Twas on the shores that round our coast
From Deal to Ramsgate span,
That I found alone on a piece of stone
An elderly naval man.

His hair was weedy, his beard was long,
And weedy and long was he,
And I heard this wight on the shore recite,
In a singular minor key:

"Oh, I am a cook and a captain bold,
And the mate of the NANCY brig,
And a bo'sun tight, and a midshipmite,
And the crew of the captain's gig."

And he shook his fists and he tore his hair,
Till I really felt afraid,
For I couldn't help thinking the man had been drinking,
And ...

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The Martinet

Some time ago, in simple verse
I sang the story true
Of CAPTAIN REECE, the MANTELPIECE,
And all her happy crew.

I showed how any captain may
Attach his men to him,
If he but heeds their smallest needs,
And studies every whim.

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